One Way Life

At the instant of your absence,

I hear the unheard speaking,

I walk among evaporated steps

and rise between dreams.

A song awakens me

without emotion, yet unforgettable,

like a dream so fragile

as air, student of its wind.

There’s nothing before me,

only a suspended moment

while outside time runs wild

and beats at the doors of my soul.

My voice, seeker of the wind,

touches your distant ear,

rain falls in languages

unknown, in whispers.

The waters depart obediently

when clouds give their signal,

and the skies finally awaken

from a dream of a thousand lives.