The desert man

The desert man

The endless road of the world begins and ends with the desert. There, we were for the first time free to feel the sand of the Universe, to run under its Sun, as a clock mechanism which although does not know what time it is, continues running. Free.

Sometimes you close your eyes and you are back there again. Surrounded by the serenity of the beginnings, you want to remain – an Unknown carbonized by light. The drop of water that will leak out of you will be however seen. Maybe there will be someone to wipe it out, maybe someone else will see its reflection beauty…
Then, your way’s sense will have sense. Your steps footprints will light the desert, while new grains of sand will be seen running.


Omul desertului

Drumul nesfarsit al lumii incepe si se termina cu desertul. Acolo, am fost pentru prima data liberi sa simtim nisipul universului, sa alergam sub soarele lui, asemenea mecanismului unui ceas care desi nu stie cat este ora, continua sa mearga. Liber.

Cateodata inchizi ochii si esti iar acolo. Cuprins de linistea inceputurilor, ai vrea sa ramai – un necunoscut carbonizat de lumina. Picatura de apa care se va scurge din tine va fi insa vazuta. Poate va fi cineva sa o stearga, poate altcineva va vedea frumusetea reflexiei sale…
Atunci sensul drumului tau va capata sens. Urmele pasilor tai vor lumina desertul, iar noi fire de nisip vor fi vazute alergand.


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