I don't stare at the sky Knowing that it is highly placed Nor feel irksome at any time To feel great about the depth of the sea I don't experience any wave of suffocation When I observe the velocity of the air breeze Nor expect any act of humiliation When I move before the heat wave of the fire stocks I also don't get aggrieved at any speck When I stroll in exhilaration on the sands of mother earth
