I cross my fingers,
I dream of you
Future I can barely imagine
Lying in this corner of Europe.
I unravel you with cards and horoscope
But the relief is quickly vanished.
Loud thoughts in my head
Can only fall silent
To the ears of the world.
Today maybe
Knees at the chest,
Facing the first sun
While the hunting thoughts of the night
Vanish.
Another today starts
And with open arms
I welcome its schedules
But long for its situations of apparent impossibility
Where my mind is lit and
Rushed to a personal solution.
Office shadow
Nature returns
Apparent and joyful to my eyes.
Sitting at the desk,
I can imagine its energy
And feel my skin vibrating.
I long for the sun
That neglects this office
To embrace those working open-air.
