Eyes that keep
waiting the day
can only weep
in sleepless cold night
...
I am a traveler
traveling alone
itinerary is not mine
planning is not mine
...
Evening sky
full of stars,
clouds, blue SPACE
space, of course
...
Life swings
Following the
Incessant movement
Of the mind,
...
In the Green pastures that run
Over mountain tops
Along valleys and plains
Adorning the earth
...
Just got intoxicated
Looking into your eyes
I am not a drunkard
...
To bring a soothing breeze
From nowhere to
Make my heart smile
...
When the cold of night
intensifies the melancholic desolation
time walks very slowly,
pinfully slowly
...
Carrying the cross
To the top of Calvary
Was a humiliation enough
To compensate for
...