Be patient
You never feel alone
When breeze caresses your hands
And leave a message of desert
At your door.
Be patient
The wind won’t blow away
Your memories – written
On the walls of your solitude.
Be patient
It will rain soon
The bird will wash
Their sorrows
And the river will have a feast
For the pebbles = thirsty.
Who is going to lament
For the houses
Changed to rubbles
And no traces of the children
But their toys
Forgotten everywhere.
Let’s stay quiet
Words have lost their tastes
And me locked in a land
Without horizon.
Nov. 2018