Follow your own road without fearing you’ll lose me. You will find me when you return, even if you’re a thousand years late.

Since your weak and you let life push you around, go wherever it pulls you. Why struggle if you’ll only struggle in vain.

I will be strong for you. I will build a mountain with your failures and sit atop the peak waiting for you.

Don’t worry. The night won’t frighten me and the cold won’t drive me away. There is no winter as cold as my winter, no night as deep as my night. I myself freeze the wind. I myself darken the sky.

Follow your road. While I wait for you. I will be immovable. Like a boulder. Or better yet. Like a tree (cross) clutching the earth with a savage fury.

‘Absolute Solitude’ Dulce Maria Loynaz