in search of peace.
Let me feel the chills in the wind,
blowing free like a raging bull left open.
Let me feel the strength in the river…
The moist breeze entering the room through the open balcony,
gradually pulled him out of his bed.
Thought by thought I kept on burning them,
But they keep reappearing like a wood infected by termite.
She asked me to close my eyes,
But I am too afraid to wear the blindfold,
Because it isn’t the darkness that I am afraid…