If you’d like to exist
You pagans, I made you out of the clay of ignorance, I have taught you the words to speak, with you I have created the infants, my servants, through you I gave you new commandments and laws If… Continue reading
You pagans, I made you out of the clay of ignorance, I have taught you the words to speak, with you I have created the infants, my servants, through you I gave you new commandments and laws If… Continue reading
I would take the sky in my palm and I would break the water into pieces, I would smell the sun and I would sleep the grass’s green… But I would touch the… Continue reading
I stopped by the shadow of the sun. It was warm there and the thoughts were circling around the unfinished song. I did not understand its words. Unfinished letters should’ve I said?… Continue reading