Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan - * CHASING THE WIND

I travel far
Started not from home

Walking along the frontier
Shadow of time
With unexplainable courage
Triggers inside my veins
As strength

I often move one place
To another
Almost closed enough
To the roof of the sky
To gather clouds
Build up extended home

I’ve been in every kind of
Darkness
Alone

Empty

As a cold wind drumming
At the trees

Empty as me

Years swift fast
Bright future is still far

I don’t know
But long I know

I run fast chasing the wind
Searching of cherished dreams

Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan

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