they are so high
no sun beam
no wind of the day
that comes
can fly over them
to enter you
so you are nor the same
and you are the same for ages
when I take you
as a common word
where nobody’s past
and nobody’s future
can find
a calm moment
and present events
you are the same for ages
my poem
thrown
in a dark corner
of my consciousness
in some
hidden landscape
of my subconsciousness
a pain
you do not let me
overcome a lonely
omen
in silence
your high
walls
will still
once fall
some tempest
will shake
the foundations
the essence of your
perseverance
before the people
who listen to you
your high walls
will fall
they will strip
they will open
before a sun beam
or a wind
so that you are not forgotten
by the day that somes
so that it does not happen
that it passes you
so that something else
will have to happen
so that it is with you
never without you
never above you
or before you
my poem
thrown as a seed
that will grow
itspower
towards the sun and the wind
to all sides
of the world
long kept quiet
long dying
in its roots
by its own
silence
by humiliations and insults
by betrayals and mistakes
my pain
you do not let me
dream
wake up in time
when nobody thinks of me
and when everybody thinks of me
stay with me
stay in me
stay behind me
to defend me
from disgrace
to protect me
and if you have to
die
and be born
with others