on the way
He looked
horizon,
to look elsewhere
the heat of the first star
the evening.
Leave only footprints
the sand
that soon will be deleted.
With their backs to the sea
I seek the path,
to climb that mountain
teacher and source of life,
I will
to see an identical
yet different
border
between heaven and earth.
Tags: Brazi , on the road , beach , footprints in the sand , Poetry , first star , life
Too easy, right?, Walking on the sand of a beach back and forth.
There comes a time where you have to give back to the sea and decided to climb the mountain.
We would look at the horizon, but I'd need to see the paths made, the unnecessary and the wrong ones
From above, I would like to see the road to be done, the right to get to .... the evening star or perhaps the last that disappears in the morning, giving way at dawn.