when there will already be no me <br />spit three times <br />on the wind <br />and cross yourself <br />so that I don't return <br />never as the boomerang <br />then you will find <br /> Silence <br />it will greet with emptiness <br />and with vastness of longing <br />long you won't find <br />a remedy but <br />you will be yourself<br /><br />Maria Barbara Korynt<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-will-be-yourself/
