Como Lo Siento

I realize
how little I am

My being is divided
that one who only thinks about what will be someday

That the present is
the means to what he wants to achieve someday

There is another who only thinks about the past
because he loves to remember
whether they are sorrows or joys
what I would give to change what is,
where it is...

The essence is inside,
how I feel it,
time is outside

I hear sounds,
silence beneath the sound
I observe the rhythm that my breathing takes
how it flows in and out