Swings

When will these swings stop? 

I do not know.  

But, now it's fun, 

this swing. 

How far will they carry me, and where will they leave me?  

I do not know!  

And now it doesn't matter.

Now the reins of these swings; 

I'm gripped tight, 

definitely not drowning.  

Now 

I have become accustomed to swinging on this swing,

and very neatly,

I pushed them, 

out of my insides.  

Outside, only their waves rise;  

Let's go!  

When will these swings stop?  

I don't know, maybe,

they will calm down with me;

 Once, forever!