Birds are nesting the world over
shoulder to shoulder.
Between the desert and the sea,
the sky and the land,
the mountains and the forest
as far as the eye can see.
Something greater than us feathers
the-spume-of-that-great-oceanic sea,
hatching these unborn stars;
above you and me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem