When God created me
he put a world in my heart
+++a world of grief
+++a country of blank deserts
+++a sky full of clouds
with a dead Sun
and crazy winds

He put all my desires
in a sack of winds
+++told me go
+++and find it

It is years and years

I run after the wind
+++to find my desires
+++my smiled lips
+++my sentenced hopes
I run after the winds
in the blank deserts
find nothing
but dead wishes

dead wishes

By Norwan

Photo by Dirk Haas