Beautiful, dark, wild!
Can dark be peace?
Can loud be music?
Can broken be healing?
Can falling be soothing?
Who are you?
You fly
You smile
You laugh
But not a dark laughter,
You are calm
You are mystery
Not reason
You are life
Not death- the spirit!
Are you me?
Are you free?
You can't be me.
Or you are Me?
Yes, you are me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem