Bush

So, this surely could be called a projection,

But this is an effort of making it a general statement of observation.

There´s a realm that is in the dark corners of the open rooms,

And this is the individual experience that will be kept to the end of the days,

Cause even science doesn´t rule it entirely to bring light.

The face of Death frightens and compels Life to the inexperienced new,

And this raises a dilemma, shaking the secure old to the point of loss.

Dishonesty is in the eyes of the ones whom themselves conceal this same veiled honesty,

Cause seeking the new is an outrage to the circumscription for what is close to the chest.

 “A bird in the hand is worth more two in the bush” is a statement of the frightened conscious mind against the dreaming of the bush of the subconscious mind.

The freedom demands me to be a bird to cover another world,

But I am afraid that you could forget that I used to be your only world.