Could you fly up there
In the empty air
Nothing but air
Everywhere - free to get lost
Free to NOT BE-
Not be as a bee
Free of all - free to fall?
I thought of the zillion
and one points of the law
boiled down to two
You love and I love
And nothing more to do
And away we fly
In the high sky
In the empty air
No one's there - so rare, so rare
Is the empty air
Majestic machines they live there
in the empty air
Or birds carelessly dipping wings
Those things
Flying so high - so high - so high in the empty sky - empty sky...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Uplifting and pleasent to read, Isabelle, Thank you for sharing..