A poem

With some drops of ink from my pen
I tried to fly
To touch the sky.
On those drops ,there is a beautiful life
And to make it better we all should strive.
On those drops, there is a pleasant nature
If the nature of the earth exists, it will still stand there.
On those drops,there is a huge ocean
Between the ocean there is a island
Which has high mountains.
When that ink drops are combined it form many lines
And when I join all the lines
It becomes a beautiful poem
Which was written by me
To touch the sky
To reach heaven.