Trips

"I did not do long trips.

My years had roots, they were trees

that the heart clothed them with leaves

and let them bloom among the stone.

 

I did not do long trips.

The people I loved were forests,

my moon friends were islands

which my heart longed to seek.

 

My longest journey, you,

the night you the dream of the day.

My little homeland, my body and beginning,

my earth, you my, breath and air.

 

I did not do long trips.

My heart wandered and that's enough for me.

In dreams, in wet feelings,

the secret to make the world breathe.

 

My longest journey, you,

the night you the dream of the day.

My little homeland, my body and beginning,

my earth, you my, breath and air."

 

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