IN ANOTHER SAME WAY

i.

somewhere,

I want to stay there

like the trees asks

for birds

like we all need

the oxygen to survive

in this blue planet

like the space needs the stars

for shine free

ii.

somehow,

I determine the value

of  love

without other meaning

from:

what I feel?

or see / or listen / or taste / or touch (?)

or any other sense

that I can imagine…

iii.

sometimes,

only one

just only one way of life

come slowly

near the whispers of the lord

-through the mirror-

over the clear lake

keeping me looking

around

near the sense of eternity

and searching  

for amazing values

from heaven

or freedom one

-lost in the spacetime...