I have a backpack br stuffed and ready, br awash with the solitary br things i posses, my br aspirations and my dreams. br Between tauras and aries i shall br stop to catch my breath. br I posses no resolve br to end my odyssey, br my pilgrimage to tera mitca. br In my scouring for br things i dont know, br perharps i shall find myself. br I shall take the footpath around helios, br and touch jupiters moons. br When i listen closely, i shall br hear the orchestras conduct, br hear the priests chant their mantras br and the gentle tap of feet. br Surpassing the sun and all br celestial bodies, br will be my fixations heat, br a reminiscent of all the times our eyes would meet. br Your heart will beat br for all your loves, your fascination and your fear. br And i, between virgo and pisces br will try not to hear. br And yet it matters not to me br if every star would shut, br But i would stay and be a tribute to that one beating heart.