TIME

Time stands still in a why?
then back to yesterday ...
the search for explanations or reasons
in the hysteria of my story
recently left the maze
and found ten thousand ways,


my questions were hung
a wire infinity


now I do not stop to question
then I realized that with each response
new question arises,


and now I have only a present
memories were in a drawer of my memory and a few times,


and my dreams are more quickly
my reality,
occasionally caress any,
but they are so difficult to tame,
I measure my steps and step
I measure the height of my soul
has grown despite injuries
I think I learned to love with my eyes closed
and the face that why?
time marches on
and only one answer for if ...


love is more than a thought
this is interpreted
is a feeling, a diamond in the rough
now see no shine
that alone can give and give and give ...
talves your traveling soul find this dimension ...
talves soon ..