Showing my face to the world

Me in Lausanne

The past has been discarded

together with my cut hair

as hair are said to store a memory

of all what daily happens

I feel fresher and clearer now

and I allow myself

to show my face to the world again

I’m not ashamed

nor regretful

I simply am

happy to exist

glad to be stronger every day that passes

I try to smile to you

and some of my trapped tears

moisten my eyes

There are many layers of clouds in the sky

as a reflection of my inner happenings

where the wind of hope and love

confront the fear of doubt and fear

the mountains are there in the background

to tell that no matter how things go

everything will be fine at the end

and love will triumph