free to take neglected paths to an open sky

This cloudy sky 

with its hidden storm 

and foreshadowed rain 

is weighing on me; 

this still, heavy air 

that won't stir 

even the light 

jasmine leaves 

is drowning me; 

this waiting 

for what doesn't come 

tires me. 

I would like to be far 

away, where no one 

knows me, where 

I am new, like 

fresh grass; 

light, 

without the weight 

of dead days, 

free to take 

neglected paths 

to an open sky. 

 

[Alaíde Foppa {1914-1980} 'A Day', from Though It's Dark Already]