The Feast

Close all the windows,
Then take a jewelers box,
Remember the one older than stories
About your dream every day talks.
Open it slowly, being attentive not to waste dust,
Let your questions enter inside but cover it fast.
You may wish to add some fear and those feelings you've already lived?
Wait or forget!One day someone could arrive to pick one of them.
To save your treasure, keep going before it happens
or pray never to get answers.

Somebody to clean my heart!

Young people can seize all the opportunities with the speed of the age. The spring is more beautiful in childhood than later when the worries are wandering unabashed.
But now it's spring, rejuvenation and revival. The trees are in blossom and are perfuming the atmosphere without even asking to be admired.
Who doesn't love the spring? You are feeling the impulse to run and to cry the joy.You want to share it but something, a strange barrier, is blocking this desire.
Where have you got this heart from? It is a heavy one that needs to be pushed to see the splendor.
I want my former heart back! The clean one! The heart which knows and likes and wonders!

Coming back

Coming back is always a victory on ourselves. We are wandering in the world, we are searching the new and we are trying it.
"Home, sweet home" is in fact something like this: " dear myself, you were right, only here I can find the answer."
Sometimes dissppointment is a good vessel to understand ourselves.

Climbing

Green and blue, sky and forest.
I know that I've always loved trees but I still ignore the exact reason.
Should it be their force to resist to wind and rains?
Maybe the fact that solitude doesn't frighten them makes them irresistible?

On Life

Life is not a joke but sometimes it can be amusing.

Take every day as a gift!
Carpe Diem has to be learnt.
Long term projects do not fit anymore to our times.
The expectations have to be more reasonable than they were once.