At the edge of the universe I live
Beyond the bend of Time.
I call it ‘home', but it's
Hardly the place to be resting in peace of mind.
Swirls of dust, as cold as
Death itself, whip my face.
A feeling of reverential respect and
Inexplicable wonderment passes through me
Any time the light turns into darkness.
I let the wind flow away
Beyond my void hopes and sins
At the edge of the universe.
(Published in my Book ''THE CHINESE GARDENS'', Amazon 2015 - copyright Fabrizio Frosini,2015)