Poem to free spirit: Life still goes on

Poem to free spirit: Life still goes on

With anxiety I propose my
Life to continue
I desire to seek your voice
Origin of sweet-sword tones
Even though I did not reach
You
While the morning coldness
Screw my skin and punish my bones
I intend still walking
I hear the birds trying to ignore
That by this time
You might be gone:
On random, searching adventures
Thirsty of cultures that you
Want to discover, to know
I am here in front of my computer
Closing my eyes and with tape on my mouth
Not looking, not screaming
Birds sing, and the printer works
Life still goes on.
Is shinning the sun
The bird’s songs echo
are into me as never before
like chants of hallo walls
I pay attention ,
To my impulsive mind voice
I sat to quite
While a peaceful transformation
Takes a place on my heart
Bore from my soul
I recall our sun standing
All the past tense, yesterday
Shall I wait for your touch?
And cares my hair till the time will come,
the return, wait for you to become
an evolution of words: returned
my answer, as many, is uncertain
it is foggy the birth of the day
it seems that the weather suffer your missing.
Finally I found peace
In my scholar activity
At the same moment you are release
Of this land, of this valley…
With your future envisonated
My dreamer, free trans spirit
The bird sing, my computer works
And life still going on.