A word says nothingAt the same time it holds everythingLike a mask the scent of waterLike flowers that are hidden by the mudA look says nothingAt the same time it speaksLike the rain that falls on the face
An old treasure map for timeA truth says nothingAt the same time it hides everything in itselfLike the fire that never goes outJust like a stone born of dustIf one day you need me, I will be nothingAnd everything at the same timeBecause in your eyes are my wingsAnd the beach where I sat has changed me now..The heat of the fire was unbearable.The world seemed far away and I do not want..To worry about superficial things.
