I am the celebration of nothing
a simple song – the birds know
but don’t sing
a little ditty, flittering
and limbering nimble wings
over mountain and horizon
hovering over a place
that left you long ago
i am knowing
Poetas, Ustedes no se meuren- Poetry by Carlo Saio
The more I lose my words the more I uncover my soul
I am the celebration of nothing
a simple song – the birds know
but don’t sing
a little ditty, flittering
and limbering nimble wings
over mountain and horizon
hovering over a place
that left you long ago
i am knowing