I wish that, on this evening, May 30th, 2020,
That the whole Cosmos,
Everything it carries, and everything that carried this planet,
Forgave me for not having been present on the endless list of appointments I had…
I had my mind on other things.
This excuse is derisory : you heard it a thousand times.
I thought of myself as powerful enough to change the course of destiny.
My Lover was waiting for me all along, sitting on the stairs,
While I was keeping myself busy with worldly matters.
My tears, tonight are watering down
The omnipresence of trifling business.
I barely dare to turn around and see
If She is still sitting there, waiting for me.