light green shocking pink
Summer begins with a great happy ending and the Spring, it springs out of my memory as I look at the skyes ready to bow again to the ground to get back to the roots of life, our family, One soul.
Tag: growing up
saved (our souls)
Una grande pioggia e fortissimo vento a calmar la tempesta di sabbia. Castelli di rabbia che fragili crollano nel mostrare che il sogno era spinto dall’incubo di restare da soli senza la mamma nel silenzioso cosmo deserto. How many feelings can we tell in a second? Which is the memory …
that evening when
We talked about paper, water, bacteria and the microscope. Then you asked about the Sun and later about rockets and the far away stars in our universe. Lost in my old book where Pluto was still a planet, big brown eyes wide opened looking at graphics, feeling the ground moving …