I am lighter than air now
and heavier
than i've ever been.
It feels good, you know?
To be just one part of me,
to know there are so many
other versions of me
to come.
I float like a dropped sheet of paper:
back
and forth
and back
and forth,
then a soft and welcome
landing.
My back is flat against the ground,
and I am hugged by gravity.
The planet pulls on my body
like a beaconing hand in mine.
It feels good, you know?
It feels good.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem