What did the tree learn from the earth to be able to talk with the sky?

If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life

Of everything I have seen, it's you I want to go on seeing: of everything I've touched, it's your flesh I want to go on touching. I love your orange laughter. I am moved by the sight of you sleeping. What am I to do, love, loved one? I don't know how others love or how people loved in the past. I live, watching you, loving you. Being in love is my nature.

We the mortals touch the metals, the wind, the ocean shores, the stones, knowing they will go on, inert or burning, and I was discovering, naming all the these things: it was my destiny to love and say goodbye.

I was the owner of my own darkness.

But I love your feet only because they walked upon the earth and upon the wind and upon the waters, until they found me.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines...Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer and these the last verses that I write for her.