Virginal venue
Memory lanes wrap us in their charm,
but they resound of a thousand refrains
and are paved with nostalgic stones.
You and I we shall transit new worlds,
like celestial bodies on unknown routes
we are leaving for our own virginal venue.
Imagine a place where no one has yet been!
No footprints nor any voices interfering.
Just you and me creating ourselves anew…
Wide open space, silent, bare and wanting
like canvases craving the painter’s brush
to be filled with life and to be given a soul.
There we shall sing our matchless tune
and the sound waves will impress our names
to echo within the Braille reading winds.
We then shall melt into rivers of delight
and glide upon crystalline tears of grace,
with wide open hearts and praising hands.
Our seeds of love will create a new Eden.
Within sacred ponds we shall mirror our eyes
and gaze right into the new stars of Universe.
Departure for our virginal venue is now,
meeting point the soul, are you ready?
Then align the rhythm of your breath to mine.
The path of us pioneers is glorious and divine!
Love,
Margherita
