In the beginning there is agreement. then alone sitting on the ground. end up being silent when the wind blows. And it continues from the ground to the ceiling. To feed the flight of birds. little hand sharing bodies. Placed on the hot skin. Brings out the good smell flowers. Precious Undines butterflies fly. In the light of our eyes the freshness of a fresh morning. To write above what light can. To build underneath the fabulous spring. Full of the face the candle glows.
