Rusty surfboards

Man overboard!

The lights of the coast
They are beacons of the past
Everything will be as it was

A dancer

Scratch the shell, dance in masks...

Over light

There is no light when in the skin you never feel the day.
Tell me if you see me.

To the light

The human being have an appointment with evolution in his supernatural condition connect his interior to the language of vibration.

It will take you to the light.

Windows and walls

The windows of my house today they opened suddenly and I know I've survived to the drowning of the absent.

The walls of my house they endured the tremor and I discover with amazement that maybe that's better.

The ruin

The sky is covered, the storm comes closer, the birds do not sing but they are awake.
It seems that the ruin is approaching.

From the City

I'm from the city with everything you see; with its noise, with its people, consume old age.
I can not avoid the smoke that enters today, but I still grow, I am another coal.
I will not imagine the pain in others, buy air and if it is pure payment much more.
I will not tolerate that you no longer have faith, that you lower your arms, that there is no lucidity.
I'm flying around and I'm convinced to go. I go whistling and without rancor and I'm out of pain.

Real estate

The blue house turned gray and I did not know how to take care of your ties of love in the garden.

I look at the silence on the wall, which today seems to scream that nothing is forever.

The blue house lost its color, and I find it hard to understand that if it is a memory it has already passed.

Today the window was fogged up, and nobody drew saetas in my heart.

The blue house turned gray, and I did not know how to release ties of love in the garden.

Wanderer

Traveling on a trip,
flight in flight,
landing on landing,
from the flight to the landing,
from the landing to the flight.
From hotel to hotel,
from bed to bed.

Enlightment

Everything burns if you apply the right spark

Rebonelli

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