The Wind and A Soul

I want to smile,
to fly,
to dream,
I want to travel
And put it all in my stories.

I like to bed early,
get up late
and watch at night-screen,
returning happily
in the moment of glory.

I like
to live!
being in love!
to meet,
even to lose,
crying bitter
From unbearable pain -

to know and learn so deeply,
without confuse
what should being done
and what should forever remain.

And then, resurrecting,
Full chest to breathe, to breathe
Flinging open all the doors and windows...
With renewed vigor ...
And then no one - not you, nor even your kiss -
Can vault a wind!
I am free!
blessed be wisdom...

And I'm giving my all
just  for that
I can laugh
so as children're laughing:

For no reason,
and no offense,
Without evil, -
for happiness doesn't need any buffing! ...

How many times I have already been done...
You can remain silent for a few more centuries ...
Everything passes ... even love has gone...
only the wind and a soul remains