Maybe

let's pretend
we all do what we think
and that we're together
for no other reason
than trust

let's pretend
there's no evil,
no fear
and that we can walk
like two strangers
in the night.

let's pretend
we're just two people
out on a busy highway
trying to catch a car
to go nowhere
at all.

let's pretend
we have time
to resume all dreamings
and to make the world
way better
than it is.

let's try
maybe let's try
maybe
let us run together
away from this dusty city round
let go all doubts
and live

let's try
maybe
let's try
maybe let us try
and know
and never know
and learn
not to pretend.

Universal Saga

I

They were two steps on the wet sand, the tide washed it away...
The glance of the silence and the line of time,
two seats for two in a dark hall
of an old good theatre.
A world for two in a world for one
and a flower's dream for a butterfly.

She asked: "Do you know life?"
and he answered:
"I'm her son".
That's when they found out about happiness.
"There are two banks" she said.
"One of sorrow and one of desire"
"So, when have you learned to fly?"

She asked: "Do you feel pain?"
and he answered:
"It's nothing but fear. Fear to be the one you are"
"When you face a falling wall"
"Of your own integrity"

She asked: "Can you keep us safe"
"and one and always forever?"
And he answered:
"There's no always and no forever,"
"but there's just now".

II

It comes with no warning, it comes on a wrong way,
rich harvest of innocence, the fruit of curiosity; i
t changes the sight for other colours
and it sings for those who thought they were born deaf and blind.
It cuts the legs of a running hope
but it gives wings to the desperate loneliness
so that it can become a dual joy.
It rings the bells and it shuts the doors.
Always above and always below,
the primary law of attraction and unity,
the primary law of sacrifice.
It can kill, it can resurrect;
it can fall down like a mountain stream or it can crawl like a spring tress,
still it's the beginning and the end.
Love.

III

She says: "Don't raise anger"
"In a garden of sun"
And he replies:
"It's a plague"
"Coming with the rain, when it brings thunder".
"Thunder is the light, but it's also the darkness"
"And without darkness we would miss the light."

She says:"Guard the moments"
"Which you lose while waiting for the bus."
And he replies:
"That's when I think"
"The world is wonderful"
"Turn around to see a passing face"
"Of someone you have never seen"
"He might be happier - then learn"
"He might be unhappy - then teach"

IV

That's the two of them,
the One and the Other.
One is the wind, one is the branch;
one is the star, one is the universe;
one is the sea, one is the shore.
They'll never meet, one is the satellite
turning around the other's world.
They'll never part, one is the rhythm
of the other's heart.
Both looking for a meaning
in what has always been the truth,
what has always been the answer
to the uncertainty
of life.

Body Fragile

Rocks, metal and glass...with the smoothness of a feather, the sun falls to the ground.

Swimming through the light, the soul of Icarus

forgot to trace the line between allowed and forbidden.

Our body fragile.

Can one break the glasses, wishing to see the sun?

The blind see better, no matter if eyes closed.

Hoping for a wonder, all look for a universal cure.

Our body fragile.

What's thinner, glass or ice, be it spring or winter?

If one runs on thin ice, the water will see one's heart pulsing in one's fingers.

If one runs on glass, the earth sees one's fear.

So it's better to contemplate.

Our body fragile.

What's high, is high, what's deep, is deep. We live on average altitudes.

Loving to sprite and to dive we learn how not to.

Turn away, pieces will never turn into a whole.

Our body fragile.

What's curable, makes statistics, what isn't makes life;

who learns to love this life is the winner.

Who's not afraid of loss and of mending,

who doesn't seek order lives.

Our body fragile.

Rocks, metal and glass...What if we always tried to see what's harder,

what if we were afraid to break?

Who would have told us we're small bugs on a blue, round wonder...

Our body fragile.