Not being able
To think
Still realizing
What is happening
Without being able
To change anything
I did see the disaster
Approaching time after time
Without reaching me
Like in a dream
Reaching
Camino Real
Walking the Camino
Is difficult and easy
The road so long
From the border of
France, going through
An endless landscape
In northern Spain
Suddenly your feet gets
Sour and the blisters that
Grow is terrible
But you keep on walking
Knowing that your future
Depends on your ability
To reach the target, goal, stone,
Church or Ocean
Because the failure
Inevitably diminish you
It just to find another way
Getting home
Schibolet 