I promised that I would try and find the words to comment on this beautiful music, the images should andaci to live! Of course wants to be a purely and strictly personal opinion.
"The short story of a different night," I only
tonight
at the end of one year
away from everyone and everything
the horizon like a line Milky illuminated by headlamp.
the reassuring warmth of clothes to protect myself waiting for a midnight different, a different night, the breath fades in listening to the silence, the celebrations will discover distant and luminous, hence they can only imagine.
The hiss of the cold carrying sweet scent of the frozen trees, slowly flowing into the lungs and mingles with the joy of being there.
The heart slows down and falls asleep on his way close to a dream, a dream guarded by a crystal of snow, will forever live with me.
Now ... the feeling of confusion in all that surrounds me, soothes all my sadness and melancholy here, where the air is pure and delicate, I can finally hear all the good that I have a gift from friends , being loved by a sweet breath that pervades the soul of a serene happiness is a privilege to be missed.
Nature is always generous with me vehemently, sometimes I would share this with someone, a handshake, a smile ... ... a simple sentiment, but then overcomes the fear of not being wanted in a world so distant from mine.
I, who remain of hours to wade the outlines of the mountains with the wonder of a child, their deepest secrets, and I am overwhelmed with joy and pride listening to someone smitten.
I, who for quieting of my impatience and my fears, I lose myself between my mountains, only here because I reached an inner peace, without asking anything in return. I only
a different night of a new
years away from everyone and everything
I never felt so close to my heart.
While walking in the mountains is a little 'how to do it between verses of a poem.
I, tonight, I had that poem.
And now as I write, those emotions have imprinted on the skin and the scent of an unforgettable experience.
Have you also the strength to live them in your own way and hard, sometimes, life slips away from us by the hands, but our destiny is still close to us.
I imagined it, a night of a thousand emotions, a night of a thousand thoughts, a clear night with myself and those close to my heart ... I imagined that one night alone and lived in a different way ...
... Happy New Year ... and the new year for all of you a wonderful story to live close to their loved ones, in a valley of serenity, and rich in this state of mind, you will find your "other night" A hug
Daniel
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