KazCham

I leave

• If the Lord God for a moment forget that I am rag doll and gave me a little bit of life, probably I would not say just what I think and I would have thought more about what I say.
• I would value things not for their value and their significance.
• I would sleep little, dream more, knowing that every minute with your eyes closed – we lose sixty seconds of light.
• I would walk when others refrain from this, I would wake when others sleep, I would listen when others talk.
• And as if I was enjoying a chocolate ice cream!
• If God gave me a little bit of life, I would throw myself flat under the sun, exposing not only the body but the soul.
• My God, if I had a little more time, I would write my hatred on ice and wait for the sun.
• I would paint the stars as Van Gogh, dreaming, poem by Benedetti-, and a song Serra would be my serenade to the moon.
• I washed my tears to roses, to feel the pain of their thorns and the incarnated kiss of their petals.
• My God, if I had a little life …
• I would not let a day go by without talking to people I love, that I love them. I would convince each woman or man that I love them, I would live in love with love.
• I would prove to people how they are wrong in thinking that when they grow old, they stop to love: on the contrary, they grow old because they stop falling in love!
• Child I would give wings, he would teach him to fly.
• Old I would teach that death comes not from old age but with forgetting.
• I have learned so much from you people.
• I learned that everyone wants to live on a mountain top, not realizing that true happiness awaits him on the descent.
• I understood that when a newborn first squeezes his father’s finger in his tiny fist, he caught him forever.
• I realized that the man has the right to look down on another, only to help him get back on track.
• I learned so many things from you, but, in truth, all this much use, because it filled his chest, I’m dying.

(8 December 2000)

SOURCE: http://okhotny.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html