Doors
Deep in the green
of your dream,
I gasp for air
Fights over territory
substituted a love-affair
Exhaustion and strain
a misery train
with tickets for free
You refund to me
my liberty
History class in session,
by repetition
Subject: the closing door
The one you shut
opens a thousand more
Unexpectedly I survived,
flowered, thrived,
spread my wings and flew
Now the same
has to come to you
(08.2021 , Villa Fértil )
