There are so many notes
we are ever yet to learn
–
so play on. Turn the page
you write upon.
–
As dust settles
to give presence to the wind,
–
Turn paper into the ever-
changing dominion
Poetas, Ustedes no se meuren- Poetry by Carlo Saio
The more I lose my words the more I uncover my soul
There are so many notes
we are ever yet to learn
–
so play on. Turn the page
you write upon.
–
As dust settles
to give presence to the wind,
–
Turn paper into the ever-
changing dominion
