Going on

(to Sasha)

Going on, like actually travelling,
she moves through shadows and distance.
She wakes up and causes everyone around her
to open up their eyes a little bit more.
She draws a world that still doesn’t exist,
she makes it come to life by dancing inside the ring.
I’ve seen her mad, complaining, struggling…
…and I wish I never have to argue with her.
I’ve seen her dancing and, luckily, smiling.
I trust her smile, for it is the fairest expression
I’ve ever seen on her face.
But I’ve seen her dancing.
And I saw her going on…
I saw her travelling to future, to life…
I saw her dancing and I danced with a smile.


Paco Bracaia
01-01-2010