Dài, maledetto! Amore, dài, sii buono, rimetti insieme tutte le mie tessere per farmi essere quella che sono e che ancora non ho potuto essere… ❤   Continue reading Dài, maledetto…

Maybe it builds love Among the obvious things We do not know how to treasure. It is okay. Without our understanding Maybe Beauty always Appears to us That is why, Love shines from inside of the words, Of silence, Of a hug and longing… Continue reading Maybe…

Where are our wings, father? Why is not it a bird? It flies inside, daughter. And this is our greatest wish, though sometimes we do not even suspect it to be. Believing in wings is a justification for lamenting its absence and for this to remain where we are. Always flying inside … Continue reading Wings…

The biggest absence I’m subjected to is mine. The only fear I bear is the fear of others. The time I have is lost. The sin I’m proud of, I did not commit. The thorn that I tolerate scratches the others. The cure I know comes from others. The only right advice I did not choose. My confession is not true. The truth that I confess I have discarded. The only bet I make is already lost. The only fun is what I dreamed of. The only hope is tomorrow beyond from here. The only tear I allowed to flood … Continue reading It flooded me …

As I gazed towards the sweet sunny sky this morning, I laid my head back and laughed in a state of excited disbelief about all of the wonderful occurrences that have been taking place within my life as of late. Could all really be well again? Could everything really be following into place as sweetly as it is? Each time that I have said resisted and said “no” to something happening in my life, the cosmos has always screamed back, “Yes, yes, yes!” I’ve been neglecting to realize that each time the universe was stripping me of what I thought … Continue reading Yes …

I sat down with the universe and told her I wanted to grow. I told her to use me as a vessel. So she made me uncomfortable. She stripped me of everything I knew, made me learn how to be silent, how to let go, how to move on, how to stand my ground, how to be more understanding, how to fight, how to survive, how to be more assertive, more loving, less naive. She told me to take everything I have learned and share it with others. And so here I am today, uncomfortable, heartbroken, but I am growing … Continue reading Talking to the Universe…

I am not a poet but I will try, because you are sad. Here are the honest words. They are born from my own sad. I want to hold your hand and lead you through an open window. Maybe I can’t say anything to you, maybe our hearts speak different languages, different histories, but tonight we’re together. I want to take a photograph of us, right at this moment. We are happy because we’re running through the open ocean. We’re swimming with fish that glow in the dark and we’re breathing the salt of the sea and the music of … Continue reading …four thousand stars…