To grow older
to grow wiser
to learn to take all the responsibility for self
to learn not to blame
to not want
to not reflect
to not hold on to things not real
to see oneself standing free
like learning to walk without reaching out
without grasping
hands free
heart free
me free
to not keep holding on when there is nothing to hold on too
to understand this is why i keep stumbling
and then the winds will blow through the trees
across the water
onto my body
awaken me to this perfect beginning
where nothing is known
each day is as it is
and i am as a child again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem