HOMELESS

Long hair and not shaved. He sat here to rest.
I thought he was homeless.
Then he started playing his guitar singing ballads.
He wasn't homeless. His home was everywhere.
He was a storyteller.

(The Olive Tree Tales)

SOLDIERS

They were young, they were strong. They builded up their camp just in front of me.
They were laughing loud in the beginning, then they became more silent and started writing long letters to their beloved ones. I am not sure they thought they could go back home one day.
They were fighting for some reason they probably didn´t know. Their smile was gone.
They looked like the leaves of a tree in autumn.

(The Olive Tree Tales)

NIGHT AND DAY

He arrived here dragging heavy chains. He was supposed to work in the fields.
It was the first time I saw a painted man.
He was big and strong but the little white girl bringing him the water was not afraid.
Their love broke the chains; they ran away together.
It´s a long time now but I still can see them, hand in hand, walking together like night and day.

(The Olive Tree Tales)