I won't ask you why you left the Loving Branch
onto whom a million you's still cling.
Neither will I question, beneath the cold shadow of your Tree,
why you chose to be there.
No.
I will not seek for answers lest you answer me -
that it was for without reason
but to soar the wind in freedom,
to die and live no more...
I will never understand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great love poem Richard..thanks for sharing