There are many metres between an animal that flies
And the ladder I'm descending to go sit on the ground
But all I need is a square of peace and quiet
To have absolute distance
The window I definitively lean out of is beyond what can be seen
It's not an apparition
Nor can it be reached without falling forward
Only where the landscape ends do I stand like a parachutist coming down
Suspended like the saints in a mystical rapture
Risen like an angel on its wings
And I feel lofty like a star. A cloud
In the form of a man
Levitating
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good rendition of words, well articulated and nicely brought forth with clarity of thought and mind. Thanks for sharing Daniel.