POEM
Immense the air is. I am flying with it.
The bosom friend of mine,
The wilder beauty of it attracted me much.
Near it I found energy of my heart.
The milky way of it moves plants and my air.
I danced with it. Trees are dancing and moving.
The real sublimity of small plants near cottage seems with huge attraction.
Natural beauty is eternal and it is moving, moving and moving.
