In English

Claremont (California, USA), January 2018   Shut down reason, move on pure instinct to catch every bend, every bump in the way. No need to explain, no need to understand, no thinking, no talk: Just live and let live, just live and enjoy.

Puçol (València, Spain), July 2022   The scorching air of Summer intends   relentlessly  to dry out ideas, actions, will: a turbid storm before the calm. My body is combusting, though no flame, nor smoke, nor light, wrapped up in shivers, far away, though sought after. I am looking for refuge, a shelter, some fresh air to heal old wounds and go forth into the future.

Puçol (València, Spain), July 2022   Air is clouding the sky with sands from far away; the fading light of the sun fills with colors so bright the fuzzy time between night and day. There goes the king of the sky, source of scorching fire, source, though, of light as well, and of this summery calm down by the sea.

Puçol (València, Spain), July 2022 I learned, I came to know, I did, I was. I came to be who I am now, who is willing to share what was lived and travelled, what was learned. I am happy in the know of who and where I am. I know where I’m coming from, I guess where I am going to. And without respite I go on. I know, I am, I live on.

  Puçol (València, Spain), June 2022 Calm, storm, peace. Past clouds wish to be back, a soul now won’t let them through. Storm, peace, calm. Sadness stalks, soul keeps a watchful eye: let nothing disturb you, let nothing upset you. Peace, storm, calm. In the calm, a light: I am, I know, I achieve, I remain on track. Calm, peace, light.

  Full Moon, Puçol (València, Spain), June 2022 A patch of gloomy dark gray in an otherwise clear blue sky, shadows threaten to overcome. Near the precipice, close to the edge, close to falling again. There I stand up smiling, looking life in the eyes, pushing forward. Still flirting with sadness, but daring a challenging smile, pushing through. I find the rhythm, I dance all day long to the beat of my heart, just content with life, alone, but happy.

Lake Constance, Germany, August 2009 When you still did not want me, I already loved you, when you did love me, I just carried on. When you loved me no more, I resisted to leave, though I caved. Today I still love your memory, but I am still alive and kicking and know for sure that one of these days I will love and share again my life and my dreams.