Sometimes. You are sitting on a chair in a summer evening, the feet on the railing of a balcony, read a book, maybe a bit 'too pretentious, but in room behind you your man and your friend look with a Japanese animated feature film, perhaps too lively. Li noted between one page and another, and smile.
Sometimes. You're in that bubble of peace, perhaps too small or maybe a little 'illusory. But enough so you can look up and meet immediately in the background still blue Venus. And suddenly you remember the other planets of other suns, to what we are insignificant by comparison and in a remote area and lost in this universe. You can almost see the outlines of this planet, you seem to be illustrations of the little prince, for a walk on this globe, with the nose up while they explore the Stars asking whether and where will the others. Skip
a flock of swallows, then a group of seagulls, you realize that no matter asking the question, perhaps the oldest in human history.
What is a passing cloud
ghost of freedom
sensual rite of spring will appear on the horizon
last resort almost true
and still in the sky shine
the first evening star
(Matia Bazar)
image taken from http://www.alcorobservatory.net/public/home/index.php?id=1179608400&mod=read
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