I could carry the weightlessness
Of my being upon my eyelashes
I want no burdens anymore
I do not even want gravity
I should drift through the air
In the sky, I could dive into
The cool, blue waters of the oceans
I want to reach out and catch the fish
Darting about in flight
I could be a speck of dust in the air, for instance
Dust motes, too, might have hands
And they might even be silent while singing songs
I want to become light
Yet still remain myself
No one should notice this
I am weary of burdens now
Let there be no deep sorrows
To batter me
Let my body be light, yet so transparent
That a gentle breeze might whisk me far away
So that even the one I love most
Would not realize I had planted a tiny kiss upon them
And though I might embrace them, transparent
And with a body turned to dust
It would feel to their lips as if a feather had brushed them
And they would never be able to find me
In this state, the pain endured grows lighter
And partings, too, rest upon a butterfly’s wing…
English Translation by Mesut Şenol