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petals flying from whisper of life


... I feel a little 'how this little girl blowing on a flower composed of petals in the shape of air ...
(the photo and 'taken in the airport of Barajas, Madrid, during my stop flights to Panama ... the slogal Iberia says: vuelos MAS QUE A LATINOAMERICA Nadie!)

Each petal leads to a new port that you opens behind a feeling, an idea, an apprehension, a meeting, a screening ...
Every day here in Panama I open a different scenario and I try to blow on my petals whisper-to-create my own form in total weight.

And so 'new daily flow into and going with spontaneity' and balance as you try and find your key to the chaos of colors, rhythms and forms of Latin urbe!

then

Preston And Steve Masterbate

Viajar es sabroso

Have confidence in your senses! Nothing wrong
never show you, if your intellect will keep you 'awake.

joyous observation, and always look new,
and vague, flexible and secure
,
fields full of gifts to the world.

Goethe (from "Philosophy of walking")

With this wish, I inaugurate the way Panamanians who already 'shows sabroso ... details soon!

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EIGHT: Starting from the center of everything I

Mi son specchiata dentro al sole stasera.

Era un papavero carnoso

In un letto di spighe dorate ho depositato i Timori
e L'inquietudine evapora in nuvole striate rosa e celesti

Il desiderio di vita riconosce

il suo centro
nel volo di
Rondine
attenta alle correnti
mantiene il suo Equilibrio

tra i Venti
apre e gira
volteggia tra i Flussi
and then grabs the Directorate.

The ride is in ' OTTO
finite and infinite embrace
on this hill fairy
populated from Silence filled the world.

As in the womb
I feel the movement inside
Light,
Passionate, Curious
,
Vibrant,
that produces its faces and
rises the whole,
Matter and Spirit
Earth and Sky
marry in a Dance Magic
the Playful Rhythm.

(written in Castel del Monte, June 2006)