Some distances do not end
Despite running with great enthusiasm,
For a very long time
Or taking slow steps forward
The distances playing hide and seek from a distance
And then one early morning
Making its way stealthily,
Through the crack in the window
A tiny ray playing with the eyelids,
Staring at the sleepy face
Surprises us with the realization of the truth
That the place from where we started our journey
Just as we once were
In fact, we are still present today
Exactly the same way...
Concerned with this truth,
The eyes are not on the distances
But on the ground under our feet,
With a question constantly in mind,
Did time stop then or now?
Thank you so much for reading. Have a great day 馃槉馃檹 
