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A gaze into the blue nature –
Into the infinite,
While protective figures of the high cliffs
Engage in various modes of seeing.
Fenestrated walls through which one looks
For some commemoration,
And all what remains of these barriers
Are the airy windows.
And we stare through them
To arrive at the realisation
That the physical all-too-human sanity
Has been transmuted
Into a new kind of mystery
Of our pilgrimage as children
To sandcastles, tales
Flooded by blue liquid
To Liberate from our own jackets,
Despite cold and wind,
To become two with fragments
Of someone’s voice or silence.

Painting “Devenir deux”, Sara Maino 29-8-21