Pausa

Where I can rest from all that I already know
From all the gold I sought
From the addiction of reinventing myself
Where I can rescue the gift of being nobody
Of never speaking of myself again
I seek this place

Pause to breathe in the permanent becoming
Of the helplessness of not having
Of the despair of waiting
Pause to rethink what deserves to move me
And this place, if one day it exists
I will call it home

And when one day I notice again
The heartbeat accelerating
I will return to travel
The open sea of desire
Without ever forgetting where I can return