THEO ANGELOPOULOS, The Suspended Step of the Stork

I wish you happiness and health but I cannot complete your journey I am a visitor. Everything I touch causes me real suffering and does not belong to me. There is always someone who says: This is mine. But I did once say proudly, I have nothing of my own for now I know that nothing means nothing. That one does not even have a name. And that sometimes one must borrow one. You can give me a place to look at. Forget me by the seaside. I wish you happiness and health.