Love Is A Clash Of Lightnings

Love Is So Short, Forgetting Is So Long.

Love, What A Long Way, To Arrive At A Kiss.

Without Doubt I Praise The Wild Excellence.

I Love All The Things There Are, And Of All Fires Love Is The Only Inexhaustible One; And That's Why I Go From Life To Life.

And That's Why I Have To Go Back To So Many Places There To Find Myself And Constantly Examine Myself With No Witness But The Moon And Then Whistle With Joy, Ambling Over Rocks And Clods Of Earth, With No Task But To Live, With No Family But The Road.