to breathe his warm yawn and slowly lose myself,
flying out of time, beyond the firmament;
and immerse myself in the ethereal viscosity of its weightlessness.
undress emotions and turn them into songs,
to be in the beat and synchrony of every sweet melody;
may you remember me forever, in all tunes.
and of their thorns the cry of all their laments...
to find you in the green esplanade of your unfathomable abysses,
and embrace you in the path of all your fluids.
to be the leaf that cracks and breaks with your slow steps,
that flies fast and rests in the frozen pine;
to return to the old tree of all your summers.
- Original: @kristal24
- Image of free use (license CC0 of Pixabay).
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