hills hills <br />I climb and get down <br />sand sand sand <br />I close my eyes <br />and see an old man <br />coming toward me <br />with a book in hand <br />I make a few steps <br />everything collapses <br /> <br />(translated from romanian)<br /><br />ion untaru<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dream-208/
