Everything is done perfectly by hand ... yet, fortunately,
the mind and senses travel. And I'm transferred during the hours when everything seems so earthly, to
other worlds, with different colours. Hues of blue, and the mood is light too, without having a sense of
I daydream and see eyes, warm eyes, very humane eyes and I'm certain of the existence
of presences just a breath away!
Therefore, I'm courageous because I know that nobody is lost, that "nothing is
wasted". And I go on, I don't become impatient, don't run, nor let myself go ... I'm in everything
without being anywhere as a whole ...
I remember Him ... I remember you ... I remember the endless lives of my struggles. And I'm sorry... I
become sad, look for causes and guilt from the past ... what are my debts? What have I accomplished?
Whatever I may do, however tired I may become, I'm filled with senses, curiosity, impatience ... Who am
I? Where am I going? Why am I constantly moving?
I eagerly smell nature and its creations and I'm inside everything, I'm made out of
everything, consciously for the first time ... without doubt for the first time! Later I will become