A Conversation of Two

A conversation of two is like a sacred confession, The soul's question waits for an answer. Not with everyone do you feel there's no time. And if you find one — you rise up to the sky. To sit quietly on a cloud with a cigarillo, Recalling the deeds of the past year. To swim in dreams, to muse about the future, Which strides with great happiness toward old age. To sit like that, be silent, worry about nothing. To smile without any reason at all. To hear the whisper of this long pause, To forget the whole Earth even exists. Hold on to it, hold time still forever! Priceless is what holds no falseness… When you can be face to face, but without a mask. That's an obvious sign of God's grace.