Marta Gazzola The wind was blowing
and my phone was ringing
the day when everything
got a new inner meaning.
How can we
manifest the endless truth?
Now that it changed,
I have changed it, too.
I will tell
the universal glory
not with a vision but with a greater story.
Let us share our encryptions
where any single word is worth
more than a million pictures.
Can you imagine
flying up in the sky
some fruits and the roots
of our being alive?