Casa Robino

 he said :you already have wings.I cannot give you wings.but I have lost them,I say.Are you crazy? he says,they are hanging right beside you!So low they drag behind you, that they've becomethe earth and leaves you tread.Oh.Ohhhhh.the iron nights go on.in norway, this is what they call their winter nights, so cold that you can't even walk outside without being gripped by the savage grip of the air.not those kind of nights, but they penetrate and laugh at me just the same. Last night, with a bottle of wine by the river, the red grapes drank me and not I them, which was fine with me because things inside of me needed to be drank, anyway.then at sunset, again, Venus graduallychanges into the moon and the whole nightsky[Rumi]A conversation with a ride from last month, on the way to sofia, bulgaria that seemed to be almost shouting at me, exploding as I participated in it.-'Everyone gets a little lost sometimes, don't waste your thoughts on that. You will always be founf because you adore the search as much as what lies at the end. Paths will always come to you but often you'll miss them because you're looking too far ahead.'He looks at me, grinning.'If this is true, that she's all you tell me, then this, what you share is something that comes within the substance of shooting stars, it is what almost no one can touch, for they appear just for an instant, momentarily and to keep pace with them..it is the truly the extraordinary. And action will always be more powerful than thoughts, always! Tell her how you feel or those thoughts..feelings will rot and die inside of you. All that is alive will be harder to touch..go..be foolish..be ridiculous for your passions or burn out, silently. It's up to you to choose, or let it choose you and pass you by'.After this, I give everything and even with defeat, I am full, absolutely, leaving kingdoms abandoned in the dust for things that are greater than kingdoms [Rumi]. Don't talk too long to sceptics, for they have no knowledge of what is beyond this world.Ah, fireflies, I call your name! Come back, come back, don't desert me! I keep making elephants out of flies, help me! But you can only help yourself, in these moments.Oh.Lift those wings on some crooked night, for this madness is true health.