the sun shining shiny over my head
draws History on my naked skin
and clouds pass by to tell my heart
I need to walk and work on this part.
there where time appears and places
change in shape – they last
there where we build and maintain
the gardens we share
but Life begins
where our worlds end
and in following the destinies we have
to overcome old darknesses.
but life begins, and ends
there where our words blend.
so let’s forget
all of our passions and
we don’t care about the neighbours
or the mothers or the earth
and let’s instead
that all the colours are just One
and let’s hold kindness
into these hands.
everywhere and always
we choose to be
more than several, together only
if truly free.