each sunset i am
very glad that somehow i have
ended this doubt
needed to be needed
torn between the places you love the most
unusual times that keep being hidden
as the motivation for reasons to stay here
like thoughts that are little birds waiting to arrive
after a long journey over many
giant collections of geological formations
riding the currents like surfing waves
enduring the change in energies by the hour
empty the mind of all leftover baggage
maybe lightning can strike twice
evil does not live here any longer
not one person shows me who i am like you
take me with you when you go
