Solar wanderer lost in the mist of times
between two oceans .
Migratory bird from here and there ,
rediscovering its roots in the undergrowth
of a graying forest ...
cross border backpacker ,
insecured borderline ,
laughing at the friendship of the impostor
disguised as a pathetic poet ,
sitting at the table of false apostles ...
At the end of the road ,finally ,
a taste of becoming ,all chimeras dismissed...
When the hour comes ,
and there is no more hatred or despair...
Here,dancing on the thread without safety net
and polar balance ...
Marble blending with the fragile dream of crystal.
You hear the lyrics of all voices ,
the thrill of the encounter ,
prelude to silence ...
Traveler you have no faithful dog .
You ,who so often took the wrong path
leading to the truth .
How much did you revel in the drunkeness
of your proud solitude ?
Scent of a blonde ciggie still lingering in the mind.
You were a Faruk ,sent in exile ,
pharaoh in island of Atlantis ...
Aviator searching for a little princess of the sands,
dressed as a sage sheperdess ...
Did Saint Ex' have lied to me ?
On this star where only baobab trees bloom,
baby Jesus won't guide my spaceship ...
You,winged feet Mercurian stop on this acropolis
and listen to the word of the old philosopher
who invites you to go to your garden ,
smell the shapes of your unique rose
bathed in the dew of dawn ...
Enlightened traveler .
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Author:
lorenz (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: February 25th, 2026 11:12
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