I wish I could reborn and start over again
Then I would dance in the rain
Get my feet in the mud
Roll over the grass
Sleep under the stars
Jump naked into a river
Let my hair dry under the sun
Chase butterflies
Laugh at the top of my lungs
For no reason other that to hear
My own laugh
Explore the woods and get lost
Learn to survive on my own
Climb mountains
Explore caves
Follow the footsteps
Of the wilderness
Without fear
Be brave
Learn to say no
Learm to be by myself
Enjoy the loneliness
The silence
The quietness
Of being im the middle
Of nowhere
With myself.
In the warm womb
Once again.
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Tuesday, November 20, 2018
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