as beginners locksmiths
eagerly and anxiously
we bang the iron of existence while is hot
other times
with elegance and lightness
we breath in as apprentices glass blowers
in any case we always try to shape the world, nature, things and feelings
according to the wail, the song we feel inside
but we'll never have certainty of the result
we can only be, persist, live, resist
without claims or sense
laying, with absolute and boundless confidence, in the intent
Marco Bo
http://cantidallaperiferiadelmondo.blogspot.it/2014/06/i-nostri-limiti.html
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