Wednesday, October 08, 2008

morning blog

this warm October morning
took me by surprise

and as almost every day
i walk out the sunny dusty door
carrying in my little lunch bag
a rice cake, a small pear,
my smallest photo-camera and
some new hopes, and the same old fears

i just wish that by the end of the day
on the bottom of my bag
i find there your eyes or your smile

already the 8th morning of this October
and busy with headaches and pictures
i haven't realized, how fast
this year has been passing by

the hopes the fears
seems so ancient but
so new too alike

a warm dry morning
and i walk outside
following stubborn steps
to the office
to the life outside
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