With Walk Across Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

little drums and big drums and other drums, small bells
and the heels, echo and shades of an early infatuations
sadness, little of sorrow, profits other, losses
like no one's, and our - my

it isn't entertaining me eternal walk to the destination
still is only leading us with one road
fate of the ones, which alone cannot hit
into the topic - amongst many, little of the ones - what can

for you bizarre words are twisting the tongue
and the slogan catchpenny is in the price good
every body language is heightening the excitement
the mirage and the magic with strategy from dreams

today quickly I am escaping you won't catch up with me
because at least I am following and with walk slowly
so I am going athwart, spreading my own breath
in order to for me it was enough, to the end of the road

with walk across and in moderation
as carried with wind I am slowly escaping
I am measuring my powers,
in order on face not fall down.