A sunday I knew
So let me try and remember.
I walked out the door, I met the street at exactly 9:30am, it was Sunday!
A new adventure had started.
There were tree fetuses in the air, a bus in the street.
Bread, bikes and most adorable trees. I saluted them.
The sky, infinite, its ocean mesmerizing me.
Old people, young people – isn’t it peculiar that when we were children we learned how to walk, when we become old we forget it?
I wondered how the trash accumulated in the street and when the street was made its habitat.
There was magic in a mother’s love.
Who came up with the trains? they generously takes me places.
I was almost new to this life 28 years ago, I wondered when I will become part of the infinite, what it is to die?
All was truly anew.
Among bridges, balloons and writings on the wall, there was oceans of love.
I pepetually get devoured by the universe!