Daily trip to wash my mind
In the stream just by the wood.
Danced around all happy,
But I know I should have stood.
Ate a plum...so sweet and tart;
The blood slid down my chin.
Finished; then I did undress
So my bath I could begin.
The water flowed cold to the touch.
I screamed with young delight!
Decided not to waste more time
So I jumped in with the night.
Fireflies protected me...
Their light did guide my form.
So caught up in being one
I stepped hard on a thorn.
Lost my mind in seconds still;
The silence oh so loud.
Heaviness then lifted me
And I was like a cloud.
Rippling in the water
Told me all that I should know.
A voice like thunder quickened me
And said, 'Don't dare let go! '
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For my hero.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very original work...i like your poems! keep up the good work! love starr