The dance of life
Galaxies like roses
scattered in creative euphory
by the divine genius
across the empty lawn
of immensity.
And me, now, in contemplation
upon a silent peak of Earth,
a tiny fragment of the Whole,
I breathe the fragrance
and I absorb the light
of the ever expanding bouquet.
My awe mutates into
intense and painful nostalgia
for the primordial Source.
My soul's sighs reach
the center of Universe
to touch its essence.
It is an embrace of Love
and Creation returns it,
by collapsing
into my heart
in its entirety.
The dance of life begins.
It will culminate
in a cosmic ecstasy.
On its vibrational waves
we will travel together
across forever.
Me, you and the bouquet of roses.
Thank you again dear Margherita.
