one foot at a time
to the rythm of time
ripples on the eternity line
sounding on the asphalt
nothing but a robot
a heart made of flesh
yet, a life drawn
drawn on the sand
impossible to change
a destiny to be
walking in rythm of life
one breathe at a time
to the rythm of time
zodiac on the eternity line
echoeing in the blue
nothing but a contradiction
a heart made of stone
yet, in a human body
drawn on a wall
changing with each wave
a destiny to draw
running in a circle
rest in peace they finally said
all those year of being
to evaporate away
away, up
away, down
or away, nowhere
reincarnated maybe
or restarting the time eternity all over
who knows that destiny
so many theories
so many stupidities
so many realities
yet
none are true
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem