The Other Edge

Like a thunder
Which switchs off a dream
Like a hand
Writting a verse
Like a road in the time
Passed that moam.

A mask without smile
Blessed the traveller
A bag full of utopia
Weighing like winters.

What hides behind your eyes
What hides behind your chest
What hides behind your face
Mist, light or universe.

In the boat i cross the lake
Of cold water as the snow
In the boat i cross the distance
Which separates the enigmas
From the answers.

Do you know woman what i say
Do you know it my friend
Oh mother do you know
I don't know either
So, i´m still no borned.