The truth of the silence

Maybe one day you will discover…
the reason of my secret…

Maybe between abrupt tides,
in the midst of the selfless storm,
finally you will feel
the need for a hidden desert…

Gloomy dunes,
oasis of fog,
splashed tunics
from the sand of awake sand hill…

This journey is being long,
sad, thirsty and bitter,
and you still dare to judge
my assertion…

You well know,
in the depth of your uncertain reticence,
which has been and which will be,
the truth of my silence.