This space is reserved for poetry. However, I haven't
had the time to translate very much into english.
Just one short poem, written in my regional accent.
It really doesn't make much sense in english.

Tokens of Time

Time, you said. There's no such thing.
Like bread it runs through your fingers.
I looked up at the tree tops.
Sun rays through the leaves,
setting for the ground
like nothing ever seen before.

Lies, you said. Could mean anything.
Like clouds they darken your spirits.
I took your hand in mine.
Rain drops were falling
everywhere around.
Like nothing ever seen before.