When you want to see the life again, follow


When you want to see life again, follow
it step by step, and it will lead to yours

house with a creaky porch, and then to the stove,
work-worn to a red and white burnt coal,
with wedding rings of winter. Summer is waiting for you
and a slice of white bread with butter, sprinkled
with sugar and cocoa. Happiness over the edge! You
run outside and roll with an iron rod
childhood wheel along the dusty road
with sunflowers and quinoa.