Observing Elena

In a moment everything can escape..
A whirlpool of leaves rises up towards the sky
The sound of the wind accompanies them
The ground pulsates with pain..
It's late in the autumn..
I am here waiting
In silence
I observe and listen hoping
In my heart
That like a free bird
I can leave this place
To fly far away..

A special stage

Here inside everything has another rhythm
perception
contact
the importance of words said
brief, concise phrases
the silence
the listening of bodies
the fear of going beyond barriers
tears come falling down
from the deep silence
remaining on this armchair
to observe them
who on stage
like great actors
they entertain us wonderfully
Thank you.

Thought

Life is so beautiful
If it were not for war
gifts of emotions
encounters with people
who you know will always be there
we: the love
who makes something for us
when we weren't expecting anything
who offers us a smile
when we are in low spirits
Often we do not appreciate
what we have
we should only hold ourselves tight
all together
and the world would be much better.