Moving forward

I walk slowly

Because I was in a hurry

I carry this smile

Because I cried too much

Today I feel stronger

Maybe happier

I only carry the certainty

That I know very little

I know nothing

To know the mornings and the mornings

The taste of pasta and apples

It takes love to be able to pulse

It takes peace to be able to smile

It takes rain to bloom

I think that fulfilling life

Is simply

Understanding the march

And moving forward

Like an old cowboy

Leading the herd

I go moving forward the days

Along the long road, I go

I am the road

To know the mornings and the mornings

The taste of pasta and apples

It takes love to be able to pulse

It takes peace to be able to smile

It takes rain to bloom

Everyone loves one day

Everyone cries

One day we arrive

And the next we leave

Each one of us

Composes his own story

Each being within himself

Carries the gift to be able

And be happy