His sight dazzle me
I stumble on the air flow
And falling down
Suddenly behind my back
Appear a wings
Splendid world open up
Before me
Do not devote my energies
I want. This enough
And I fly
And I fly like a bird
It seems this will eternally
These gardens, fields and cold brooks
Yes this exist
By my imagination
I sleep
I sleep. This enough.
