soulitudes – MERAVIGLIOSI SPAZIOTEMPORALI

friends ship

I don’t know if
you are thinking of me.

I look at the trees
and cry drops of joy
to water the garden
to let the Earth thrive.

But I still don’t know
if you are feeling
it’s me
under the roots
in the fire that burns
or up there in the Sky
when the clouds aren’t grey.

And still, I don’t know
if you are thinking of me.

Do you remember the day
when your sadness was mine?

Can you recall the bright future
we dreamed of together?

I am thinking of you,
for I am feeling there’s you
in every move that I do.

Beyond the far horizon
we all share the same view.

are you a drop?
an ocean? a cloud in the sky?
are you a snowflake or
a sculpture of ice?

are you the rain, a river, a big lake?
are you a pond, a fall, a spring?
are you a fountain or maybe a stream?

are you trapped in a bottle? are you
waiting in a dam? are you a sea?
are you on a comet? are you my brother?

we are the same water
and yet we own
very distant memories.

and it rains
everytime I want to bike,
it rains.

but it rains
everytime I want to bike,
it rains.

so it rains
everytime I want to bike.
if it rains
everytime I need to bike,
I’ll get rather wet
in a desperate crying.

so I never want to bike,
never need to ride my bike,
just a look at two idle wheels
awakes me in a calm warm wind.

I’ll keep searching in the sky,
waiting for the sun to shine,
then I’ll hug my bike and smile,
cry of joy and ground my life.

How comes that the three
becomes a full four? How does
the added one get the floor?

And if it is me
that wants to be three, how
do I get back home?

But since it is you
out there in the blue
wearing a suit and trying to
spring, I’m going to stay.

We will dance forever and ever
till the end of the last day
just as two lovers, just as you say.

What is in you
that is in me
which makes us us
when we’re apart?

Who is in here, too
willing to be
wishing that we
become soon a three?