Behold, breath, smile

Look at the smallest ant,
that jellyfish is a miracle:
that wing, that leg, those teeth,
that shell, a finger, two eyes,
a beating heart in a small rat,
the astonishing brain of a horse,
the apparently insignificant fly,
the balance of an ecosystem.
Behold the energy, the life.
Behold the wind, the Sun.
Behold the most silent variety.

Everything is just a miracle.
We are surrounded by it.
We belong to it.
Breath.
Smile.

.the.Hive.

Serene eyes

The hive moves into the grass
windy breaths of infinity hold them together
supplied by the ocean of the One.
The bird now threads the green path
the sky has become as blue as its wings.
An ultimate balance, the harmony, the peace.
So easy, yet millennia have passed.
The hive avoided the cataclysm
yellow is not just a color
black is only the night and the serene eyes.

.the.Hive.

La llum. El somriure.

Somriure.
Per què aixecar-se en un dia sense sol?
Per què lluitar cada dia amb un mateix?
Cap sentit.
Un somriure. Un somriure és tot.
No necessito res més.
No es qüestió d'enamorar-se,
ni es qüestió de posseir.
Es qüestió de donar llum al dia,
de agrair el estar viu
de sentir-se a gust.
Gràcies, tu que saps somriure.
No cal afegir més paraules
buides de sentit
quan el cap està ple d'emoció.

.Daniele.

April does not come alone

...and no next step is needed,
because clouds are already here,
the streams run fast into the calm.

So, gaze a star,
dive into the Soul,
breath the Earth.
Live, live, live, live.

Is that about colonizing thoughts?
Is that about searching the innervision?
No, it's just how it should work.

Ego is defeated.
Once again... together as One.

.The.Hive.