Author: Josep Maria Garolera Carreras

Source: http://www.polseguera.com/writers/writing-672_shaken-words.html


Shaken Words

No sad light inside this golden eye. No long finger pointing to the end of nothing.

And the mad man cried out, inside the heavy walled room, like a bird trapped

in a cage, like a man tied to a family.

White clouds like cotton sealing the landscape, and at the mountain top,

a woman screaming her freedom, instead of her rage.

Nothing lasts, nothing remains; but life after death waits for the nice souls.