Today it's eleven years
since you left,
eleven years
that I have celebrated this day
as the day of farewell,
but this year my brain
seemed dimmed
and for the past two days,
I don't know why
I don't know how,
I was convinced
that it was your birthday.
And if that was a message from you?
If the day of death
is really the day of birth?
A new birth
for a new life,
the real one?

July 1, 2020