sometimes i hum

sometimes i hum

walking through bushes,

hum like the last

bumblebee in my garden

sometimes i sing out

hiding behind stones

and rocks like a bird

out of sight in his tree

and sometimes i call

across a valley

waiting for my echo

and when it comes i laugh

the river gurgles and murmurs

and does not know,

it wouldn’t care why

but it streams and flows

it does not know

where to it goes,

it is the way of rivers

not to know the way

  

it always arrives,

it always leaves,

forever changes

alive in each moment

and now i would sing

to  you, you, you,

but my voice is lost

between the dunes

of deserts i cannot see,

and the wind brings dust,

fine, red, my throat dries,

i am too thirsty to sing.

i left my shoes at the shore,

the grass is soft, i tried

to cross the waters,

the current took me

and now i don’t know

where i am, not lost,

stranded  like a

message in a bottle.

 nobody sees me,

i dance, on my head

a fool’s cap, the invisible

finally visible,

my ear listening

into a shell,

the sound of a far sea,

here i found peace