Dress of shadow ...
I start my step.
In the fog.
Mild ...
Silent...
Imperceptible.
An inaudible March ...
A light flight.
Just my breath ...
It gives me the rhythm.
In the silence...
In solitude ...
I'm fine with it.
I accept the melancholy ...
I accept the pain ...
It does not bother me ...
But awareness ...
Habit.
Hidden by the mist ...
Unnoticed to the eyes.
Guardians scrutinize ...
But they see in vain.
Like a ghost ...
In the unreal landscape ...
I wander with confidence.
Without fear ...
Without regret ...
I continue my journey.
I'm looking for the truth ...
I am looking for myself ...
For a long time now.
My footsteps in the Fog ...
Invisible ...
Inaudible ...
Long started.
The finish line lies ...
In an unspecified point ...
Maybe near ... or maybe far away ...
I do not know yet.
How long to walk to find it ...
How long to wish for it.
With patience...
Tenacity...
Before the fog clears ...
I'll lay a hand.
And where it is ...
I will not die in vain.

(Enrico Cattozzo)

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