a time of soft values
as forest's scents, and summer evenings;
where the bread is
bread, and smile are smiles without a mask on its face.
A time when people who
is different, is just different, and nothing happens.
A time when if It
rains, people dance under the water.
I have dreamed
a time full of
liberating indifferences,
and no possessive love,
ideas that don't want
to convince anybody,
political parties that
don't covet win,
shepherds that don't
purport to be obeyed
nor threaten those that
are black.
I have dreamed
a time of parents who
are at home,
of sons and daughters
that aren't alone;
they are healthy,
without sores in heart or in forehead.
A time of clear
desires, with no corners nor edges
that kneels before
empathy.
A time of doctrines
that proclaim their own ignorance,
and violences that
waive their brutal essence.
I have dreamed
a time without money or
debts,
without obsessive
possessions or endless ambitions;
a time when there is
time,
a time when there are
sunsets and skies in red,
and rosemary scattering
aromas that nobody sells in a perfumery;
and the distant barking
of a dog, and the pyrenees breeze kissing Montcau's top,
and the laughter of a
girl,
and the first stars in
the clean vault of sky.
I have dreamed
a night brighter than
day, and a sea bluer than sky.
I have dreamed
a beach without greed's
barriers,
a body without fetishes
or interest's calculations,
eyes exuding innocence, and a day without schedules.
I've dreamed
an smarter and more
open specie.
Jeremias Soler
Jeremias Soler

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