we fly: a tribute to 3 words

a tribute to 3 words:

Cesare Pavese:

"haleine caressante, silence":

so beautiful even standing alone, torn out of  text

we fly

we fly

across an abyss we fly

through fire, wind and sky

we touch the water,

navigate the dark

we are filled with such desire,

old old dreams of the dreamer

who puts us on winged horses

to fly and fly and fly

wild unicorns join our way

they laugh at our clumsy wings

call us humble knees, bumblebees

share kindness, light and joy

the drums of rain

beat the green earth,

beat the red earth.

white ants crawl out.

clouds rise and rise

and swell and swell

flowers , rainbows

birds at our side,

lilac deserts,

blue and golden lakes,

we fly

the sun ,the moon .

the tides come in,

the tides go out.

we smell the salt of the sea.

we are hungry, thirsty, cold

we fly

we fly

we hear, we see, we feel

the fruits ripen,

fall.

each one falls

once

sadness

slowly rises in the heart,

fog in autumn.

magic spiders watch

in the shadow,

in the corner

we climb the trees

and fly

again

we fly fly fly