I Cry No More

I cry no more, those wet salty tears

Instead my humble old body seriously celebrates

Each day, so welcome, like each pendant on a gold chain

Sparkles, rings, amuses, entices,

Kindles kind, warm flames in my heart

While the world outside decimates, denigrates, accusingly divides

So I enjoy the solace, the secret silence,

Like a prophet from afar I cross over the landscape of time

I see the cracks and fissures of a lively terrain full of traps

Always the horizon beyond the sun-down mountain

Good, bad, evil, beauty, mistakes,

All meander from time to time in the distant past

Blown up irrationally as a guilty curtain, only to evaporate again

I cry no more