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Reflections

I'm tired of judging people, of judging me. Now I want to share.
To free myself from the isolated world, I want to invade the privacy of others, I want to participate in their lamentations, their doubts, their attachments.
I want to meddle, get drunk on your dreams, hang on to your hopes, embrace your memories, get involved in your passions.

Enough of just me, I want more, I want you, I want them, I want us.
However great my desires are, they are not enough to fill my life.
I need the smile, the look, the tenderness, the innocence of others.
I need to see myself in the reflection of someone. I need to surrender myself to be able to create, to build.
I have to play myself in the pursuit of cohesion, of meaning and reason, in the meeting of harmony, without it I am a loose link, a trace in the darkness, a faint twilight.

Hand in hand, I perceive the world around me, feel the strength of people, concretize my existence.

I'm not apart from humanity, I'm not on top of fate, I run to the side.

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