I compare the days
with train carriages,
I compare life
with a long railroad,
I compare the seasons
with relevant facts,
I compare the tickets
with small details,
I compare the day
with the experience ...
and I sat ...
looking at my reflection
in the window,
and in others ...
observing the landscape
while I meditate,
I reflect and think
Where should I go?
Where am I?
Where do I come from?,
but with certainty
undoubtedly,
that everything is part
of this great trip,
that always goes
forward.
