I know you.
You like to keep to yourself.
You like silence.
You read every day.
When you come across
a word you don’t know
you look it up.
You often linger at the window.
You make out the shapes of clouds.
You like it when the wind combs the trees.
You like it when it’s raining.
You don’t mind the cold
because you’re used to
not being always warm.
You are easy to find
in bookstores and teashops
in parks and grocery stores.
You buy fruits and vegetables.
You don’t torment animals.
You donate when you can.
You don’t worry all that much about money
because there are more important things to worry about.
You like to walk a lot
and sometimes you travel
but you don’t get to travel
as much as you’d want.
You like taking photos
but not of yourself.
You are wary of strangers
but you think that people are not so bad.
You know me too
each time I pass by you
you understand
that we’re in this together.
We used to crawl once,
we used to swim in the sea
we used to fly
and climb in the trees.
Now we walk on two feet
this way and that
and sometimes we pretend it’s important.
You know me too –
you know I’m like you.
But you never say a word
because silence is wiser than words.
Now take this letter
and forget it in a mothy drawer
if you can.
That’s amazing. You have some insight, man. Amazing.
Oh, but I do like taking selfies.
But do you also like sharing them with others or posting them online?
The vast majority of them never see the light. It’s like a modern mirror. I take them to keep myself in check or something. I don’t know why I even do it…I’ve asked myself a couple of times.
I resonate with this deeply. Its a beautiful poem that takes it time. Thank you.