Because we have to move forward, even if you do not know where you go.
SONNET OF WALKER
No, not ever wake
to live your dream because the dream is a journey beyond oblivion.
Your foot is always stronger after falling.
just big on life who knows how to be small.
Love comes and goes like a pain laughing,
like a dry branch which sprouts a nest. Just
something of yours who has lost everything.
Nobody owns anything without being your own master.
Life will be yours if you know that is foreign, which is equal
mountain is to be a grain of sand,
and that sometimes less is better than most;
And you know, finally, weary traveler, that
Time is a growing way forward
while erasing, slowly, backwards.
José Ángel Buesa
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