The birds with their free wings
fly wherever they want,
with the trees I am that can not speak
but playing with their swinging leaves in the wind ...

A wind I have not heard in a long time and have not been for a longer time
only a breeze but feels like a storm
of those feelings ..

I'm afraid, very afraid
at the same time happy and smiling contradiction in the universe by just me

Feeling alone here, very alone
for no one hears what I think and ..
In a small copse I sit
alone in my red dress and think
feels like a big forest, much ...
all the years as only one, alone I
just me by myself
can be completed

The sun is shining warm through the dark
all playing, swinging foliage in the wind
It thunder, strikes, thunders in my mind
heart

Naturally having and get
my feet cold

It is autumn
a warm autumn morning

Yes my dress
it is red ...