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sábado, 4 de diciembre de 2021

The Dance of the Clouds.


Holbox 2021

It's when I escape into myself... 
to touch my heart and from the center, travel to space ...
And there I sit to observe how the clouds dance without haste or chains, through the sky that embraces them... gray, white and black clouds... big and such small clouds...
And it's there where I see the wind driving them crazy with joy and absorbed in pleasure... 
the pleasure of being free and flying through the skies as far as the eyes cannot see... but where the heart feels...
I enjoy this blue sky, today, full of colors, with pure and serene dances. 
And I descend from the space until I touch the ground... the one where my feet place their footfall and make the way... following the path that is designed to find happiness...
Then I look around me and inevitably smile... there is nothing but light, love and much more...
I hug my brother tree, who tells me in secret and with the sound of the breeze in his arms, that there is nothing to fear, that the weather is good, that the current flows and that life IS, Here And Now.
I talk to the river that sings its beautiful song of eternal harmony with the day by day, and we vibrate at the same rhythm... where the birds perch calmly and fly without haste in search of food, and the fish fly between the earth and the Heaven free to come and go, like the clouds in the sky.
And I travel to the ocean, that infinite sea, that surrounds me calm and magnificent each time I travel it... teaching me, that I'm free to flow with it by dancing to its rhythm, flying on my feet.
And I come back to you, in each memorie, where my heart and soul are full, grateful, calm, in peace... with your smile illuminating me, gazing into your eyes, without looking away, immersed in the brightness of the window of your soul ...