A smile..

wide, vast, infinite..

I can see the clear sky above the mountain..

A smile with the smell of thyme and olives

the touch of clay

the breathe of fresh spring.

I lose all once more

repeat my hymns

forget to draw it on my face

Wider than white sea

a small touch of desert sand on the cheeks

brave, free, full of life

a smile to hold closer to the eye