Wandering awaits me
on a desert road
a leash is holding on to me
bridling my faith
I crawl through spears of fire
the sand of the desert boils
under the counted steps
even the day is blind
my thoughts darken
suddenly from the depths of the collapse
erupts the imagination
and the sea of sand
it is now a sea of water
the caravan of dead camels
it's now a ship that feeds on the waves of the sea
I walk on the shore
I destroy the anchor
and I leave the ship in the arms of the sea
as you would let go of a trapped wild animal
I can see the beggar with a dog by his side
a hand reaching between us
holding a few coins
showing that the road is not deserted
I left the coin in his hand
and a leash for his dog
About the Creator
Mihai Brinas
Mihai is the author of five collections of poems. Invitation to Poetry, Alignment of Thoughts, Crossroads, Thoughts That Bring Us Closer, and Connections.
Mihai keeps on writing while still believing in the power of honesty and love.
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