Once upon a time, far far away, lived a boy. He had blue eyes, gold hair and a smile that could save the world. Looking from the window of his room, with a glimpse of the eyes, he could see forests and seas, the sun and the moon. All together. Dancing in front of the dark. Going round his head, over and over again. He could imagine the wind blowing through his hair whispering the secrets of his soul.
From the window of his room, he felt alive. He could touch the blue and the green of the trees and smell the tears of the rain.
A storm came in a city of Italy. A storm of thoughts and feelings. Of desire. The fire rised up over the sky trying to be free. The boy closed his eyes. He searched for this for so many lives. And he found it. He was not alone anymore. Seeing the colours mixing together was like being inside his mother womb. He felt save.
With his right hand he touched the window of the room, and cold shivers covered his body. He remembered about himself. The Earth was so beautiful. Far far away a young girl met a young boy. And felt in love. That love that makes the moon come every night in the sky, that love that the sun feels for the Earth. Unconditional, true, special.
All darkness around embraced this light.
And his soul felt in peace.
gânduri 