4:00 a.m.

another sleepless night
the dark before the dawn
worries, fears and sorrows haunting the shadows
they sit lurking in the corner
bedside lamp banishes the ghosts

dawn arrives
sun´s soothing fingers massages the corners of my aching room
ghosts flee as the grace of daily obligation calls
cat burrows deeper into blankets

April ´96

The Chains of Freedom

The tigers that haunt you
emerge at night
They pad on silent paws
across the ghostly bridges
you´ve burned

Their luminescent eyes
reflect the light
as they prowl in the stark white shadows

These striped beasts
rattle their chains
as they hunt you down
those endless dark paths

For that which is sought
lies hidden by freedom
as you run from your self:
For the promised land
lies within your soul
 

1993