I Didn't Make Long Journeys,


My Years Had Roots, Were Trees


Which My Heart Dressed In Leaves


And Let Them Blossom In Stone.





I Didn't Make Long Journeys.


The People I Loved Were Forests,


My Friends Were Moons And Islands,


That My Heart Thirsted For.





You Are My Longest Journey


You Are The Night, The Day-dream,


My Small Homeland, My Body, My Beginning,


You Are My Land, My Breath And Air





I Didn't Make Long Journeys,


My Heart Travelled To Dreams, To Wet Sensations


To Breathe The Mystic World,


And This Is Enough For Me.