aida melesse

Gypsy - Poem by aida melesse

If only I could give myself
To the fine wind,
That takes its course
through the chaos of the world,
airy as a feather
agile as a dust.

Only if I let it bear me,
Sweep me of my feet.

If only I could give myself
to the crested wave
that rolls through the raging sea,
slick as a seal
Smooth as silk.

Only if I could give myself,
To the burning fire
With golden flicks,
of flaring arms,

Light me to ashes.

Then only then
shall I be woken
and on my way again..

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, March 8, 2013

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