There is a sleep so light
that it rests upon my brow
ever so careful no to slip into my eyes
and I hear its laughter
on my thoughts that have no meaning
And when it notices
it takes pity on me
and holds my eyelids down
with the weight of its love
That’s how morning comes
and finds me,
clinging to the sleep,
clinging to the life,
that will soon leave me.
Let’s sit in the crowded, tightly packed train.
with people we are partially curious and partially indifferent about.
Let’s be stripped of all luxuries money can afford.
Let’s for once force ourselves into suffering for few hours.
Let our legs hurt from sitting for hours,
and sleep rest on our eyelids, but never reach our eye.
Let’s witness the sun set on a land
we will never set foot on.
Let’s look at small hills
and wonder at the enormity of mountains
we have never seen.
Let’s get bored to death.
Let’s have no other way of amusing ourselves
than too look inside,
go though of what all we have hidden,
what we wanted to avoid.
Pull out each buried emotion and secret.
And when the trunk is almost empty.
Let’s find the happiness we have been looking for.
Let’s be at peace for a moment.