You Do Not See The Wind.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

when you are exhausted
to even write a letter
do not be afraid about
losing yourself
into an abyss of
perhaps having outlived
your usefulness

this is a normal occurrence
when you have given up what
does not rightfully belong to you

because you only live on
a borrowed house and what you
have is only the body
of the sea hermit

because you bring nothing here
and so when you finally leave
you ought to bring nothing too
with you

but what place are you going?
do you really know?
what do you have here?
do you really know?

when you are tired now
because there are no answers
bear in mind, always bear in mind,
that that is the only possible truth
of our earthly existence

deep in our hearts
we know of a country
and inside it
is a paradise

it is certain but we do not know when
it is true but we do not know why

just be patient
just be patient
just be patient

here comes the wind
and you do not see it....