Without inspiration somewhere, somewhere
Soledad No Calzada
C / San Somewhere, Somewhere
No CP / Mar
in Fuengirola, August 11, 2010 Dear Dream
I seek but not find you, where are you?
And here I sank my feet on the wet sand of the shore foam soaked manages to reach them, illuminated by the moon and the stars that draw shadows in my body, my soul drawn. Behold, I accompanied by sea breezes, a notebook and a half used pencil I use to write but do not know your address, do not even know if I exist because I have not known yet, but I hope that this glass bottle throw withstand the harsh ocean waves and arrive at your destination.
I walked tirelessly on your quest, I traveled asphalt, green lands, sandy soils but did not find you. I know you're somewhere, somewhere that escapes my mind that perhaps went unnoticed and I did not appreciate.
I see you every night, always the same dream, the same awakening, the feeling that you're closer than I think I do not know where to look. Your figure will elucidate in every dream you appear more beautiful, more parsimonious, more colossal. Register my closets, look under the tables, I walk the streets, I get lost in landscapes but do not match. A As the days go by you become for me a treasure more valuable than ever I get. Where are you? I need to have.
I have exhausted my strength. I forgot to enjoy everything around me. I do nothing else but think of you, about you. I ended up losing my loved ones and living in solitude and all for you, because you are not a product of imagination, I know.
This is my last place, my last, the beach. Here end my relentless pursuit, the last opportunity to find you. I get up and dip my feet in the cold waters feeling every grain of sand that seem to rub my belly. I look at the black sky and stars light up my eyes; Contemplate the great full moon reflected in the sea, a large yellow circle that gives me peace, I close my eyes, breathe deeply and feel you. Silence. Serenity. Harmony. Hope, in short, happiness. That's it! At last I tendered! Hunting for so long that I forgot the most important, listen, So shut up and feel just needed someplace, somewhere.
....................... Mel Bohemia (11/08/1910)