Crossing us

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Crossing us


i am like a cross in a garden
looking, searching, asking
discovering stones of nothing
behind this changes of time

but this is not a secret of a destiny to be unfolded
only a question of human rights on mother earth
oil of money keeping my soul dark of angusty
waiting, asking, throwing stones of hope building a path
that others may found to encounter a home of peace

 

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Cross of south

Cross of south
Painting on wood, 150 x 150cm, 1994

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