Walking alongside a horse and rider, looking around the
desert, seeing so many signs of our creation here on earth.
Mother Nature having been born to help us have an amazing
time confiding in nature.
Watching it blossom everywhere, enjoying every moment when
the desert is decked out in glory.
A favorite and wanton desire and passion filling poets and
humanity everywhere on earth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem