Over there,

 hidden in the shadow,

in the wild forest of my balcony,

huddled amid the plants;

life is moving gently,

claiming for her rights

so smoothly!

so tenderly!

not wanting to be seen,

not wanting to be disturbed,

not wanting to disturb.


This tiny life,

how much too short !

this joyful life

so near to me!

wants to remain hidden

like a mystery,

wants to be the secret,

of my balcony.