Poems

When You Search with Your Eyes

The day that you search with your eyes
you will no longer find me,
and inside my heart
there will be no one that will tell you
which path I took
and where I forgot you. 
 
The day that you open your eyes
I will no longer be present,
I will have gone down another footpath/trail
and I will have forgotten you.
 
You will look toward the North and the South,
toward where the sun is born and where it is hidden,
where the arms of the path cross [lit. make a four]
you will look as if crazy, searching for my footprints.
 
Who knows what rains
and winds will have already passed
sweeping them [away].