Since long I have walked towards this moment
and having reached it, I don't feel anything for its having ended
since- before me-, a vast green valley spreads
that can still mean everything
It will depend on me
whether I want to run into it and play there
or simply contemplate it
Now , in the mist of the placid afternoon
of this summer that is coming to its end
I feel myself and I barely feel anything
Not more the effervescent sprout of my youth
when to live seemed to be the only meaningful thing to do
Not more the tenacious seek of an ideal
that must be reached before long
-for life does not offer many chances
and knowing I have passed too many, still feel the need to grab it-
Not either the subtle search for perfume, essence, dew or the simple things
that make life bearable
In the horizon the sun starts to set and I watch it, with no thoughts
I feel the heat that doesn't burn my skin anymore
I watch its rays intensively without going blind no more
The night will fall soon...
and I wait for it with no more questions
b illescas
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