Shadows on the road…

I see blue skies in every places the wind blows
And I whisper, with it, soft words to every stars
Walking in silence, on trails, that no one knows
Where I can hear the music of lost and sad guitars…

I pray for rainy nights to water my deep rows
Cause I don’t want seeds or roots in all my scars
That are still screaming out and loud for glows
In the dark inviting moon, without mars

I sit down at the corner of the storm
Trying to keep my conscious warm
And find out a line for my ode

I realize a silent day light
In this dangerous fight
Against those shadows on the road…