... and then a new day. The sun comes early and I wake up the whole. And 'soon, too! Well! I go out, there is light ... everywhere ... the air is fresh, I cover. Slowly open your eyes and ears looking for sounds ... nothing. There is no sound ... silence all alone in the silence and light breeze and some acute vibration.
There is no one ... or rather, no one there! Why around, everything, everything I really need. In my solitude I start to go along well!
And How numb limbs broken by a long sleep, as the blood in the veins tablets inexorably takes too long to flow in winding loops, in a bittersweet transition between sleep and waking, between past and future, hopes and defeats, in half of the mixture of love and hate. Just like waking up in the darkness of the night and the glory of a sunny morning ... I take shape!
There! right there in the middle, greenhouses eyes, open wide the lungs and savor the air.
a sweet taste of New!
There is no one ... or rather, no one there! Why around, everything, everything I really need. In my solitude I start to go along well!
And How numb limbs broken by a long sleep, as the blood in the veins tablets inexorably takes too long to flow in winding loops, in a bittersweet transition between sleep and waking, between past and future, hopes and defeats, in half of the mixture of love and hate. Just like waking up in the darkness of the night and the glory of a sunny morning ... I take shape!
There! right there in the middle, greenhouses eyes, open wide the lungs and savor the air.
a sweet taste of New!
