My eyes,
have you seen them?
Under my green scarf
they usually hide,
bathed by waves of sand
they stare at the future
never backing down,
never looking around.

Always in search
for something–
that isn’t here,
but can’t be found there;
That’s why I stay
waiting for no one,
in the middle of nowhere.

with nothing of my own
except my mount, tent,
and these wretched arms of mine;
I gave everything I owned–
I sold them all,
to buy a place
under the starry sky!

after all this time,
I’m used to loneliness!
It brings me peace,
it makes me calm,
it gives me time to accept changes
forgetting things that go…
embracing things that come.


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