
Dream at Dawn
A light caresses the dark rocks of the silent submerged, a rock is that world that exists and welcomes the benevolent caress of the silence that suffers mute. A word is in the silent gaze that loves life in the frantic beating of a heart that leaps and that in pain often is silent. Una luce accarezza le rocce cupe del silenzioso sommerso, una roccia … Continua a leggere Dream at Dawn