"Between two whites" rather at the moment,
but still,
I can use this old blue poem
("Between two blues" is the English title,
I am not sure if there is an English version or not, whatever...)
so, I use this old poem until I find the time
to write the new, white one...
It has been crazy around here for quite some time now,
since last September mostly,
but the last two weeks
actually took off
like a Ferrari testarossa
and covered distances normally covered in
(what feels more like) two years...
Time got condensed,
became compact
and lazy,
heavy,
like a pregnant woman
climbing a staircase an August morning
at noon
in Sicily,
and super slow
like a feauture length film all shot in slow motion,
time got greedy too,
keeping everything inside him,
all was meaningful,
bright,
beautiful
full of potential
holding the secret of hidden connections
appearing and disappearing
like the smile of the cheshire cat...
(here for the cat and a lighter note
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G4fHre-yRPY)
all slow moments
pregnant with meaning
and revealations pushing to come out...
Et voilà, believe it or not....
well, I actually like it
but no rest for the WickeD...
Careful, the poem is in French, ha, ha!
Languages, people, languages, good x u!
So, Have a peaceful weekend, my friends.
Peace, peace, peace again and love.
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