名人诗歌|Vanish

How do I express true past experience？

Have I been left stranded^{1 innocence2 with shadows}

Having them drift away， incomplete？

Shall I walk the streets alone

Never to shed a tear again？

All I desire is a final waltz，

To have a soul， so light as to rise above blossoms

And to have leaves descend^{3， heavy with passion.}

To stroke a soul and heart unscathed and pure

As an infant's cry enduring its mother's own eyes，

This is sheer ecstasy^{4 in flight.}

Beholding the tremble of the waves， the passion，

Is to see straight through another soul，

And to Vanish

Author： Joseph Paul Pecillo