by cecilia Erismann
Sometimes, life is silly.
Carry on – move on,
…Cause there is nothing better than the air,
And the beings that breathe it,
‘Il n’y a rien de mieux que l’air,
Et les êtres qui y respirent’,
On time –
…We would have consumed all that was,
Without even noticing,
We would have go through all the eternities that lies between our several times zones,
We will arrive in that simplicity,
That lies in the pure donation of the being– trust.
… There is no dust in-between full hearts.
Photo by Joaquin Aras