What I Leave Behind
The world changes in cruel ways.History makes and remakesItself swiftly as we live.So I leave these words for you. I lived my nomadic life,Sad, hard but never dull. My blood that runs in your veinsYearns to bless your many years. Beautiful child of my soul,Let love emerge and meet youEverywhere you find yourself.Soft sunbeams shall light your pathSurely because of these wordsI write freely…












