COMMUNICATION; empty poem
BECOMING EMPTY In the silence you can hear loudly voices telling this IT is quiet and sweet, as the Darkness when the fear disappeared IT is universal and one with the Silence inside of me IT is the loving union with the Absolute Solitude. Possible? By the thoughts I was expecting sadness, but I feel to be kissed and just breathe IT. I free my back from the weight of this body, close this eyes being everything and nothing. Then, I miss you a little bit, Beings... IT is Just a chatter to the unknown spring Walking - The sky and the sun - Even the buildings... An orange cocktail beside a fresh smile, A beauty on high heels waiting for the train. The buzz of the bicycle's wheels... The beach and the sea - Ah,the sea! - Breathing pure air and saltiness . In the silence you can hear loudly voices We like to move We like to act The world ...