I would like to travel beyond the end of everything,
searching for the genesis of the colors
and the bones of fear.
Yes, I would like to go to the bar for a few minutes
hours, days, weeks, months and years...
anyway, for a lifetime go to the psalms
[only doubts on this path, it seems].
Well, this may mean I do not know enough about myself.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Darlan, such a great poem....................
Thank you very much, Bernard. Sometimes poetry seems to me to be a mixture of grapes and tears. Have a nice Tuesday.