Posted by: Maria Atalanti
Published on: 05/02/2023Back to Blog
You reached out and ruffled the curtain.
Behind the void you saw the secrets of the world moving like shadows.
Silently, furtively, gliding like a water lily into the lake,
away from your invisible gaze, in the secret world of silence.
The curtain fluttered for a moment.
And then you saw the dreams unfold through wet, moist eyes.
The power of creation!
You noticed a drop of water hanging from a leaf of a tree.
It mirrored the whole world.
You touched the curtain again, opened the window wide.
Light broke in
illuminating your own dreams and your own secrets.
A river of photons filled the room.
You stretched out your hand to touch them
but they escaped you, elusively, inconceivably.
You chased them like when you were a child
when they poured into your bed from the open window;
you were raising your hands as if on a call, but they danced and perished.
With a decisive move, you closed the window, pulled the curtain.
Only you and yourself.
Which in a pure moment
may shine brighter than sunlight!
You are not alone!