As I open my eyes,
I can not believe it is real
I still think that I'm still dreaming
But I realized that the beauty was really in front of me
What a beautiful island this is
Thousands of islands lined up to form beautiful island clusters
The mountains marched from the west end to the east
The vast ocean stretches with blue water
and contains the beauty beneath it
I am proud to be an Indonesian child
I promise I'll take care of you
Your voting will force your voice to give me strength.
thanks.
You know what
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.