Ceaselessly

There you are... And it is only the beginning of the holocaust. Freezing like the tramp without any clothes, you go to the end of the precipice... with your light baggage, with the random smile from someone who bet on the wrong horse.
Clouds of hesitation invade the light of a tumultuous crowd without any passion. What is the point of all of it? What is the sense of this odd succession of hopeless laughters?
Your look is sad like the kid who awaits the arrival of the father that never had and realizes at every second that dreams never come true.
It is not the surface. It never was. It is just the whirlwind of some believers over the moon.
It is just that song. It is just the taste of that flavorless poison. I will be watching you. I will be waiting for you. I will be there... close to the horizon... dancing with the wind... in ecstasy... probably tented by one thousands armies of mermaids... and probably been defeated... over and over again... to raise from the ashes of someone who found the way by going nowhere, everywhere...
A murmur... a silent utterance... a prohibited recognition... a debt to the angels... a tragedy at last overcome. Just some words that change the world... your world... everyone's world: "I will find you".
The magical sentence was said... the lights over the darkness will reign forever. When the snow lasts to come, the only thing we all have to do is to believe. Do you see? It is coming... it is all around! Soft, humble, simple, asking for nothing in return... ready... so ready.
You made a wish... you were heard... we all were... so blind... so clumsy... so ungrateful.
The first leaves fell down... Is it not so wonderful? The wander until touching their destiny... looking lonesome and out of track... when in the end... there is just harmony in the apparent nonsensical events.
It is about time! The eyelids of your hopes came to kneel before your greatness. And you notice it: it was snowing since ever... so beautifully... you can see... all of it... all of it..