PASSING

I GET LOST IN WONDER AT TIMES,
WHEN I GET SHAKEN BY SADNESS SUDDENLY,
TOUCHED BY THOSE FIRST DROPS,
OF PASSING RAIN, OR A BABIES SMILING HEAD,
PURE OF THOUGHTS, THOSE THAT HAUNT ALL OF US.
IT JUST SO HAPPENS, THAT I WAKE UP SOME NIGHTS
FROM THE SKY THAT SEEMS TO BE TOO CLOSE
I PLACE MY HAND ON MY HEART,
THAT BEATS AND BEATS STRONG.
AND I GET CARRIED AWAY IN MY DIALOGUE,
I FEEL, I FEEL AS SILENT AS THE DESERT WIND, AND I REFUSE TO KNOW
THAT YOUTH HAS PASSED ME BY,
AND I TRY TO SHAKE IT OF.