Once I’ve found time
once I’ve lost silence.
Nevermore the life will be
the same
again, never more the love
the strength
the sun
will fly free inside my self.
Then I’ve seemed to be one
but I’ve never been since there
until now
a heart beaten in the universe,
a man, a solitude language,
a spark that shines or a wind that blows
up and down. Once I’ve believed
I couldn’t be a a name,
now and then I’m out of fair,
because I’ve builded
one single tale: no name enough
no love no shame no dare
one single voice, one ton of smelling
sorrow field and take,
took inside this flesh
the smiling tongue of nothingness.