The Journey to Find you
Every morning, I start a journey,
full of hope,right here on bed.
I am a tourist who at times don't understand
the strange language that people speak.
So many check points between us,
so many frontiers, driving us crazy.
So many walls between the gazes
that although we see each other,
we never really see anything.
I lost my train because I fell asleep
in the hotel of hopelessness.
While running the streets of lost courage,
thinking that my journey made no sense.
I have seen ruins of shattered dreams,
oceans of faith, deserts of lost memories.
and then, when I found myself lost,
you handed me a map to myself.
Lets continue this journey together...
stop; no more searching,
you are the place I dreamed of.
In this journey; I will love you forever...
© 2012 Anan Celeste