on that thorny, rugged path, the anguishes
art by Jan Fox
were too much, but after travelling on
that realism, only life could know
the definition of survival, a
perception, that makes
the raw mineral in
to the glittering
metal, you
maybe
aware, that after fire bath the gold gets the
acme of stability, the endless glare,
my love has the versatile desire,
never ends on the particular
symbol, and that thirst
brings toward the
destination of
unexplored
world,
on every step, life searches the vernal
horizon's address, it's not
necessary that every
locus has the
oasis but
caravan never stops, encampment is
temporary, a mutual agreement
between the station and
the train, the time
indicates to
proceed,
toward the mountain, above the river,
beyond the forest, across the
darkness, a continuous
journey - -
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