Riflessi - Reflections
Il riflesso mi interessa perché non si capisce se esista o meno. Esiste perché in quel momento lo intravedo, ma è fragile come un soffio. Basta niente, un tremolio di luce diversa, una pietra lanciata nell'acqua e svanisce.
Reflections attract me because I am never sure of their existence. If I can see them maybe they really exist, but their fragility is overwhelming. Suddenly the wind blows, a cloud veils the light and they vanish like dreams in the morning.
Reflections attract me because I am never sure of their existence. If I can see them maybe they really exist, but their fragility is overwhelming. Suddenly the wind blows, a cloud veils the light and they vanish like dreams in the morning.
