Favola

And they tell that he transformed
into a tree and that it was by his choice
that he stopped
and stood there watching
the earth give birth to new flowers

So,
he became a nest for rabbits and hummingbirds
the wind taught him the flavors of
resin and wild honey
and rain bathed him

'My happiness' - he said to himself
here... here... I found it now that
now that I am well
and have all the time for myself
I no longer need anyone
here is the beauty of life, what it is

But one day, two eyes of a girl
passed by
two eyes that had stolen from the sky
a bit of its paint

And he felt his roots tremble

How much sudden confusion within himself
what only a man without a woman knows what it is
and he stretched out his branches
to touch her

He understood that happiness is never half
of an infinite

Now he was both moon and sun
rock and cloud
he was both laughter and tears
or just
he was a man who was starting to live

Now
he was the song that filled
his great
immense solitude
he was that true part
that every love fable
encloses within itself
to believe in it