Missing…

Because you are not here…

I’ll show my love to the trees and the flowers...

I’ll show my love to the strangers that come my way...

I’ll show my love to the walls that have nothing to say...

I’ll show my love even to the stone that is so hard to break.

I’ll show my love to the wind, because my pain it shatters...

I’ll show my love to the water, throughout his smoothy kindness...

I’ll show my love to the infinitely long, blue and perfect sky...

And to the birds, the clouds, the tiny dew-dropped  grass…

And when you’ll come back again, with slowly, silent steps,

I’ll love you even more, with flowers, trees and stones together, all in one.