Tell me how and what you do when you don’t know what to do, When the questions have no answers, and the emptiness touches your skin…
When you’re crossing the desert and you don’t know where your feet go, when before you were an oasis and now you are thirsty…
When the tears, exhausted, don’t want to cry again; when the night becomes infinite and it seems that it will never dawn again…
Tell me how and what you do when you want to believe again… Can I take the risk this time? to be reborn again?
Behind an intense silence that can become deafening, I find the answer that I’m looking for:
I will be reborn a thousand times If that’s what I have to do; even if I don’t achieve more in life to be what I long to be… With all the passion in the world and all my desire to learn, If I have to invent my way… I’ll construct it again and again!
And when the emptiness finds me inside, when I walk again in the desert, when my feet walk aimlessly… who knows what I will find! Maybe I’ll find the ocean after this journey of the spirit and the skin… Or a night of infinite peace and an eternal dawn. Either way, I will be me. Either way, I will flourish as me.