The first-born of the morning
Peeked out the window
I opened my eyes and was surprised
In the vastness of the world
Hills and mountains
Aligned on the horizon
Blue sky and plain
Lovers meeting
Lake, river, sea
Cold, sweet, salty
Rain, current, wave
Caress on the cheek of time
A thousand clouds flying
Along with the eagle and the hawk
Whisper of the breeze song of the wind
Scream of the tornado
I am only human
Taga- given a name
Measuring, counting
Little grain of the world
The first born of the morning…왘y
Peeked through the window
Iâ€â€y opened my eyes and surprised
By the extent of the world