Steps

When the soul cries
and the steps hesitate
under the dull weight
of mere existence,

I stumble upon 
something beautiful
that hides
in the most 
unexpected corner.

A melody,
a burst of color,
a gentle breeze
a friendly smile.

They know how to jump
the barrier of tears
that blurs 
my tired gaze

and wake up
a sweet dream
that still alive
deep inside me.

Then, my wandering feet
take their way home
where dwells my only love.
The one who knows 
the secret of my joy.