Leave that trip in your memory
Our feet looking for another ground
It wouldn't hide their fear of flying

Let's write another story
Leave the routine,
Excess chemicals,
Pack your suitcase forgetting your medicines

We won't need these methods
After the road
We will be at perfect rest
We will find a bend in the gentle river


Then we will rejuvenate our eyes
green and abundant in color.
We will find the yes again with leisure and pleasure.


We will forget the distances.
Love will be around,
making new memories.


© Ricardo Bomfim