In Search of the Magic Fountain
I walk every day in search of that Magic Fountain,
which is the source, origin, and cause of every joy;
but I am both, aged and tired,
my steps are getting slower,
my steps are not as fast as before.
Maybe because I'm not interested in the affair anymore;
but on the other hand...
I'm also afraid to finally abandon that dream
and what it means.
Copyright © Francisco Lopez | Year Posted 2019
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