THE ONLY WAY
If you decide to come and meet me,
Do not judge me for the house I live in,
For it is nothing but a place
Where I protect my naked weaknesses
Against the strength of themselves.
Nothing you see there is really mine,
For what is mine you will not be able to see.
If you decide to come, my friend,
Do it carefully through the opened doors of my eyes,
The many times meaningless stairs of my words
And the long and mysterious corridor of my silence.
Then and only then, you will meet me.