Destiny

It is not just the silence
of this dying  night,
there's something more
coming to bother
the quietness of my soul.


There's a destiny
for each thing on earth:
the leaf will kiss the ground
for other thousands falls,
the source will flow,
becoming river,
reaching for the beloved sea.
And again the wind will caress
our faces, mirrors of feelings.


Will  fondle your hips,
kiss your back
and flow into you
becoming a river,
be my destiny?