In the tranquillity of an infinite space
In the mist of all and nothing of my thoughts
In an undefined space that is found deep in my heart, where no one can see it,
I can still see you. It is our secret space.
It is ethereal, infinitesimal. There, I always find you.
In my darkest hours, I have a place of light to go.
If I close my eyes long enough, I can feel the warmth of your smile, your immeasurable heart that stole so many others, your wrinkly hands
Once big but always gentle, holding mines and transferring love and reassurance that everything will be fine.
I become a little girl once again feeling the warmth embrace of my dad.
In this, our secret place, he is always present, in the here and in the now, and in a space of nothingness.
There he is, wherever I am.
As my eyes adjust and adapt to the passing chapters of my life, my dad remains being my forever hero.
His sickness makes him a prisoner within his body and yet, his love always continued shining, radiating, and emanating endless affection
I often see through my window white butterflies,
and I know my dad is never too far away
If I close my eyes long enough
There he is, wherever I am
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