How strange. Being on land again.
And being different.
Can salty water really clean our eyes so deeply? Can sea breeze penetrate our lungs and stretch them to a more expanded breath?
Can you? Can I?
Can we just remember for a long, long moment? Remember when we forgot our pictures at home and we embarked in a voyage of group discoveries and solitary gatherings?
Remember especially the "Nowhere to go". It was there that I met the most remarkable territories and cruised their beautiful waves, pushed and pulled by warm southern winds.
We were nobody and yet somebody else, new to everybody.
We were close, so close. Far away from the ordinary.
We were greatly small. Exceptionally common.
Remember?
I mean now. Can you just be here and there?
Can you make this moment the moment when everything takes place and at the same time nothing happens?
Can you forget about answers and remember the question?
Will you?
There is a big sail stretched upon my sky. It has the colors of a state that can be reached anytime my Self is there.
Look at the horizon and remember that that line does not exist.
Remember that existence is elsewhere. Remember that.
Just remember.
Elizabetta Da Ros 2003