You arrived just at the right moment,
when my being was half in the wind.
To understand what flavour and sky are,
to live the magic of this soil.
I saw you in time, and you knew how to see me,
in the same space, without retreating.
To surrender to your sweet presence,
to be with you, light in the shadowy essence.|
Serenity is extravagance;
patience is our banner,
with eyes that time knows how to classify.