Into the nature
Between the rocks
A river

Sometimes we stop everything
We rearrange, remove and add
Just for the matter of aesthetics

What is beauty?
Does it matter?
Everything matters and don’t at the same time

What is my desire?
Stop with questions
Chill, observe
Feel and breathe

Forever changing
For ever and never

Just shooting words as if
They meant anything
And maybe they do

What, how and when?
Again, no more questions
Look, listen to the music
To the birds