FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

It is when i watch it
that i become free.

no doubt about it, i am
free,
i am freed from what i
am hiding

i am always hiding
away, i am freed

from the world that
i live in, i watch the world

i am far, faraway, it is
this distance that makes
me free,

i like it the way when i
do not touch any
part of this world,

i can feel a little dignity
of not having to touch it,

i just watch it, and i am
complete, it is only a matter

of time, i am uninvolved,
i pass away, i only stop here,

to watch, it is too messy,
it has no art of its own,

the disorder is like a pile
of dry leaves blown by the

strong wind from the sea,
there is always a scattering,

who can stop it? i wish i could,
but that is not what i can do,

all i can do is watch, and i become
perfect, and after that moment of

having seen the everyday show,
i walk away, i begin again in

another place, watching how days
go by, how people prove themselves,

how they can be right as they claim,
i listen, but i do not keep what is said,

i always go away, it is just this way,
a pair of eyes, a little blindness,

i choose, what to take with me,
now, i do not take any.