An emptiness reigns in my heart…
Well-known streets are deserted and long,
The skies have no clouds, no stars
Things look familiar, yet something is wrong…
I asked the wind, “What has happened?”
I asked the rain, “What went wrong?”
The wind kept hissing something incoherent,
The rain had no answer, it cried on and on…
I was sad, irritated and puzzled –
Someone or something must know the truth…
Then I heard a movement, a rustle:
“The answer lies in your own heart…”
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Clouds and winds are shaping new dreams,
Stars are as bright and as precious….
Time is a river made of events –
Always there but never the same…
January 10, 2009