do you know - why am I flying?
on the cold beach I am lying,
waiting for wave from God, so comes he...
to make me laugh, to set me free.
I ran to the wild forest - or wherever -
where I can dream, write or sleep...
a way in my head, a path I can keep,
a burning feeling, that I can touch, ever
endless euphoria... everlasting fever...
my longing for the truth and freedom so deep
my close person is still so distant
I want no money, no poet`s fame,
no sex instant...
why have changed my life, when she came?
Is this a storm, a perfect thunder?
should I stop and lay?
Is this a sun, and I am under?
or am I the ray?
why
© Copyright: Хельга Найтвишня, 2008
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