f l a s h

Flash
I walk under high skies
with hands so strongly clasped
that there's no disguise
to the deep joy in my heart.

I walk in wildest woods
untouched by human foot
and spread my arms uo high
to where I belong.

A flash this moment is
that goes before it's come
replaced so quick by new one-
it only keeps me go.

Is this a dream-illusion?
Are we all dreamers in this Phantom world,
where the only palpitable thought
is gratitude to Sun and clouds.

A flash our life is-
it comes and goes
before we blink an eye.
And what is there to remain-
the warm feeling of a smile.