Sometimes I wanna lean back and fall:
to just let the world go.
To just listen to the wind,
whispering in my ear.
To let it all blow past me,
catching on the gusts,
rolling off my mind.
To feel the ground closing in,
the inevitable impact,
the rush to the end.
To lay in peace,
as the dust settles,
and the world lingers onto me again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
love it! .....yeah sometimes that really seems like that would be nice...to just forget everything! .....amazing! 10++