Where everything
is transposed
and certainty
is the uncertainty
of everyday life
I stop
in the heat of the day
under the majestic Mulberry
with the dreamy hollow
as a fairy tale
always known
open door
on a journey
perpetually delayed
what a peace
in this beautiful place
pure and uncontaminated
hidden behind imposing hedges
very rare treasure
where the sentiment
is mixed
with the crazy creativity
but remains
a fleeting feeling
in the huge tapestry
of memories
