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We don’t know each other yet, dear readers. But I fell there is something similar in us. Maybe the will to think, to ask questions, to find answers...
Anyway, if you are reading this it means you are interested in flying through the dreams’ peaks!
So, let’s see where nature and the emotion of meetings, of dear ones and of thoughts bring us.
Landscapes, weather conditions, chemicals... they have always been talking to me. And I listen to them. Listen you too.

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Through the dreams peaks

Sylloge by Daniela Mirisola

Through the dreams peaks

Sylloge by Daniela Mirisola

First edition, January 2020

Isbn 978-88-3343-215-1

LFA Publisher

Lello Lucignano Editore

Diaz street, 17 -80023-

Caivano -Napoli, Italy

VAT number 06298711216

www.lfaeditorenapoli.it --- [email protected]

Printed distribution Libro Co. Italia -Firenze -

Introduction

We don’t know each other yet, dear readers.

But I fell there is something similar in us.

Maybe the will to think, to ask questions, to find answers...

Anyway, if you are reading this it means you are interested in flying through the dreams’ peaks!

So, let’s see where nature and the emotion of meetings, of dear ones and of thoughts bring us.

Landscapes, weather conditions, chemicals... they have always been talking to me.

And I listen to them.

Listen you too.

Yours,

Daniela

To nature,

beacuse it always makes me feel emotional.

Sky for me

A roof full of clouds,

thoughts’ sacks

that are waiting to be pierced.

Then, nothing.

Only rain.

Dew

Water hands,

through the incredolous hair.

Fast combs

for fleeting thoughts.

Storm

Deep and threatening thunders.

Lightnings are like scratches to the sky,

old ceiling getting cracked.

Wet glasses are crying.

Very much.

Cirri

Kites flying,

blend through cirri,

curled mustache

of bored clouds

that are looking for some glee.

Dark and light

Hidden reasons

pushed you

towards each other.

Close.

Faraway.

Polar lights

Parabolas and bottlenecks

of fields and sea

decorate the sky.

And they soon arrive

in the heart’s pockets.

Shout

No one hears me.