Following the path looking for something
Wed change the direction of all
to follow the steps
the flying wing, the wandering of the mind,
the torture of the soul, the suffering of the spirit,
the heartbeat.

Following this path found flowers
and also thorns
stones that have served me to stumble,
shadows that relieved me of fatigue.
I found the sun I shed its rays,
the moon that I covered with the shadow
its silver color,
stars that have graced my path
and the sky with its pomp and glory.

Also found sorrow, anguish
loneliness and despair.
He missed me a friend I extend a hand
or give me your shoulder
and I serve as a consolation.

Already tired, depressed and exhausted,
discouraged and sad,
following this path
without finding what he sought
decided to return.
You may find what he sought,
or maybe … to that something
that changed the course of everything.
The following steps of the flying wing,
the torture of the soul, the suffering of the spirit,
the heartbeat.

Found that round
light, color, party, fantasy and dream!
I found friends who helped me,
comforted me,
and accepted me as I am.
Found poetry that spoke to me of love,
I found everything, but lacked more, until …

I found an angel from afar,
thought,
the dream
come to my arms, cover me with kisses
a lucid madness,
and that their concerns me surrender
like an animal cornered and needy.
An angel who speaks soft
is a boy and
who plays the adult
man is doing when we want.
Close your eyes, caresses the skin,
shakes hands, fingers intertwined,
embraced with strength,
kisses and stifling, jokes and love
happy listening, almost smiling
when you talk your ear
almost in a whisper,
the catchwords
“I love you” …