Suddenly it got dark in the mountains
The pale blue turned opaque.
However, the sun kept giving light to that spot where they were.
It was like a show light
One you have to put to look good, always good
because when you are your truly-self, you disappoint.
Too many rules
Too many have to does
For a freedom of reason
We are going on opposite directions
While I go to center you go around.
The sun kept burning my back
I turned to face it
And got blind
Too much light is not good
Same, same, but different
Me contorsiono como muñeco de circo. Todos somos muñecos de algún circo.
Cazando otro atardecer, quizá forzando.
Como escape, como meditación,
como búsqueda y realización.
Something dark is taking over the mountains
The shadows are stronger now
The light in the center has diffused and
the sun is covered with clouds
Close to the horizon, an orange sunset is born
Thailand on my right
Vietnam and Rabbit Island on my left
Somebody talks on my back, Language I didn’t
I am alone with the sun
I must keep moving