Saturday, July 11, 2009

"I traveled alone"

I traveled alone,
with my delusions,
no father,
no mother,
no friend close to my heart,
only winds of desire
pushed my back forward,
only streets that knew me
whispered a greeting...

And what I looked for
I couldn't find,
those gray, gloomy days,
only a fog, like a shadow
tiptoed after me,
only golden chestnut leaves
felt my footprints...

I realized in a moment,
that silence is a reliable friend,
and secrets are veiled forever,
when no one knows them...

2003
©Mirjana Cesar