When these legs don't want
to walk is time for a shower
to recover from the
heaviness of the air.
To keep fresh, it's essencial
to wear cream and let it
be the massage we need daily
in our arms, after holding since ever
hard things.
Look at your face in the mirror
making strange faces
so that you can relax
and have a laugh because
nothing is hard.
Listen to yourself,
keep quite, hear the stress,
hear your breathe,
your intentions,
there's nothing better but to know
what to do to ease everything up.
Don't cover your thoughts,
neither your mind,
you write it down
or let it out in a happy way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem