Solitude

 

The solitude of man is

the solitude of the universe:

nothing beyond

space and time

and light!

 

And the head of this hominid

turned into a satellite

revolves around the

sun

and crosses the pond of the night

rowing on the moon,

gently touching  the

water lilies and the

daisies of the

stars,

on the edge of time

precariously winged.

 

 

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