September 20, 2009
around # 2
after a good meal What's better than four steps and a nap in the shade of a birch?
we walk up a path along a stream
two cats look at us bewildered
resemble Pero and Tired, the two cats of my grandfather telling me stories before bed
(Pero Tired and have a black and white and one black and white, it is important to know). I try to approach me. running away. Patience.
How many plants growing on the rocks?
For the first time I see how it's done the hop, thanks to many evenings, and I know the ' wild orchids, splendid in its tiny female form.
We arrive at a sanctuary moisture dripping on a Madonna surrounded by white flowers real and fake in all colors. There is peace. The air is fresh. Yes, Mary, this is the place for you because you are from God
Ok, I set the eyelid. Abbiocchino?
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