I love to carry two flags in my hands Where ever I be on the Earth. One belongs to the country where I started My earthly journey. The other drawn on the limits On my global choices as a human. A defined context, The power of sight my eyes permit. A global white of the snow or the clouds A global blue of the sky or the sea A global black of the night or eyes closed A global green of the grassy land and leaves Shades of red, yellow and orange merge into a disk My heart is there, the gateway to nature's breath.