J'adoube Poem by julio simon

Tightening the eyelids,
I will play,
waiting for them to knock on the door...

Remembering: queens never make deals.

I've heard it in the songs,
but do not judge me for that.

When you are in danger,
do not sink your head in the sand.

The desert listens,
and one day,
it will be a cry

We die
in the midst of wonders.

Let's sit on the floor,
and tell us stories.
This man can say....
what bubbles in your heart.

I walk alone,
under the moon,
listening to the language of the earth.
powerful is the sound.

What is urgent inside me,
that almost made me worthy,
not for being, for knowing.

I have traveled,
I have been a pilgrim,
and I did not faint,
I'm still standing.

Maybe sometime,
you feel your soul reborn.
I just hope I can know it.

And remember:
The queens never comply a deal.