By fragile wind
The leaf travels through
It speaks to me
And it falls to you
You read the note
Writ upon that leaf
And slowly, slowly
You start to weep
For I am here on this earth no more
And to the stars I travel for
Maybe you and I shall meet again soon
Under the mist of Jupiter's third moon
My wings have grown
Grown for me to know
To know past this earth and past this sky
To know that so many dreams have passed us by
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Its a wonderful beautiful poem there are some many words i can call it but nothing would do.