Thoughts

 

                                            Thoughts

I hear the breathing of my thoughts like waves that, in their eternal dance, invade the sea and intertwine with the earth in a tender embrace. They despair to remain; they struggle and struggle to return to the land.

I feel a deep emptiness, a plunge into the depths of thoughts that suffocate me like a bottomless abyss.

I see the sorrow of the day, full of life, and the desperation of a desire or dream longing to come true, like a flower fighting to bloom.

I fall asleep and wait, with my heart suspended, to wake again and see everything reborn, in the hope that one day the flower will finally bloom.