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Summer’s Vacation

I go around my life on a giant equator.
There is no age in me,
only a place here and there,
where my breathing stops.
Where the heat of the day
makes me go into the shadow,
and I dream my dreams,
look for the winter,
engage the summer.

All the while journeying
on the edge of the earth,
where the sun is transparent,
the haze of the afternoon
obscures the street,
the jungle closes in on itself.

And I am a child, father, old man,
like a moody day,
never complete,
like a life never finished.
Where the heart keeps looking
for its children,
and the Almighty says,
time to sleep, time to go away,
time for summer’s vacation.

Published inIndex of all Poems