From era to era fluttering jokingly,
Like from flower to flower, from star to comet,
In its heart, the universe is gently growing,
By exterminating the darkness and promoting the light,
Accept and forgive. Hate. Be in love.
(You are not always satisfied with a bland recipe).
We are not angels, yet ... But to be or not to be -
I prefer: let mistakes, miscalculations, debts ...
I trust the eternal experiment.
©: EL Sokolova, 1/19/19.
MAQ Magazine n. 11 / March - April 2019