Uxo Zuria
Sorotan Bele
White Dove
I have a quiet tune
inside my head
that is guiding me
throughout the world.
In the narrow streets
where I walk
I feel deaf
mute, silent.
There is a white dove
flying from there
already it does not have
any white feathers.
Among the ideas
inside my head
there is one idea
full of light.
I have been thinking
will I change someday
my left shoulders ask me:
Call out! finally!
I want peace inside me
it's not easy at all
to live in peace
if you don't achieve it...
with the white dove.
We are in a gray sky
diving today
the leaves of the trees
are dressed in red.
A single peace call
I feel
but in the red fire
I have stumbled.
The limit of a cry
knowing what it is
without feeling the pain
of a tear.
Sitting on the road
I will remain
in this life
both satisfied.
