<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=388574" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On The Trail Of Pessoa</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i've walked this road for so long, <br>that i know what silence tastes like.<br>i hear only the simple sounds, <br>or the simplicity of sound...<br>i no longer confuse shadows, <br>and i sleep with dogs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">owning nothing, <br>there's nothing i would kill<br>to purchase! <br>there are no footprints<br>in front of me, <br>i follow no one.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">intimate encounters with strangers, <br>for we are all strangers, <br>even to ourselves.<br>perhaps a word or two, <br>or not...<br>we share the cup, and the fire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i have long conversations with trees, <br>read intimate stories<br>written in branches and leaves...<br>sing lovesongs to small pools of water, <br>pick up the broken shell of the hatchling<br>with awe....</div><div style="margin:10px 0">my eyes bow in reverence<br>in the presence of women...<br>small children come to me, <br>tell me stories about dreams.<br>we build kingdoms of sticks, <br>discarded by birds....</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>stray cats sit on my lap, <br>i learn the language of paw.<br>i listen to the wind<br>humming in the spider's web.<br>and dead things rest<br>by the side of my chair...<br>waiting for dawn, just waiting!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eric+Cockrell">Eric Cockrell</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=388574" data-title="On The Trail Of Pessoa de Eric Cockrell" data-description="i've walked this road for so long, that i know what silence tastes like. i hear only the simple sounds, or the simplicity of sound... i no longer confuse shadows, and i sleep with dogs. owning nothing, there's nothing i would kill to purchase..."></div> </div> </div>

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