The breeze is moving me ahead
Don’t have to move: I float along
I feel alive, I am not sad
Just diving in singing my song
Inhale – exhale: I feel so free,
I need no one to be with now
I’m all alone far in the sea
Forgotten is the boring crowd
Those people lazing in the sun,
The children playing in the sand:
Those busy insects having fun
Invisible on distant land
I drift away, I mean no harm
To creatures that surround me
I’m just vacating for awhile
I’m on my own, I feel so free!
I see: the sky is not above
Not there, where it’s known to be
I took a deep breath, going down
Now I fill hold it endlessly.
August 10, 1998
Drifting Off
© Copyright: Bomoh, 2002
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