Poem: Shadows of a Hidden Sun

One day,
if we do
nothing,
our secrets
will become the
crying pain
of our flesh

Yet we
so often
lay
uneasy
in our
dreamless
nights,
not knowing
who we are
because we
have rejected
ourselves

We forget
that we
are
all our
ancestors
and the
wind

In a
desert
we have
made out
of our years,
we want
cross the
sand of
night,
we want
to find a
place that is
more than
we are

On our
naked
bodies,
the moon
meets
the
shadows
of a hidden
sun

There
is no one
to guide
us

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