The birth of a poem...

The essence of very tiny detail, like a carefully placed comma, or an invisible sigh of admiration, distilled into dewdrops sliding over the long green leaves that protect tulips from overexposure, redeeming the beautiful bold color and adding a dimension of its own.

Then letting it go into thin air, like a weightless particle,arriving in far-away places, like a carefully thought-out idea, a blissful singular event, a flash of infinitesimal brightness, arriving at noon, completely negating shadows and at the same time completely absolving them.

The reign of calm arrived with these words and it is here to stay...



Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Eternal Light

   Every time you look at a sunset, remember someone somewhere is looking at a sunrise at the same time and you are not alone…
Every time you look at a flower it gives a treat to your senses without demanding anything in return.
Its beauty is there, without pretenses.
And you can be the flower, if you let it grow. Let go of your fears, tell the sun the moon always returns. Tell the moon it would be nothing without the sun.
Let all celestial bodies follow their orbits. Let them disappear, have no fear, sooner or later they return…
Every goodbye on this Earth is only a beginning. Travelling without moving we have no choice but to arrive at the end and face the beginning. Every hello is a hope that opens a new orbit, a new vista for a better way. Every day is homage to the night. And if you collect all tributes your life won’t seem useless. Love won’t be a problem, a battle to fight, but a sweet little victory won to save the universe from disappearing out of sight…

Every time…eternal light.

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