Never Too Late

The diffuse shadow dances without fear of what might happen in an instant of doubt.

A distant sky looks closer and closer. There is no one who can deny it now.

The ceiling is transformed into a watercolor that shows more and more life as time goes by.

The old trees shake as they keep up with one of the oldest melodies known to mankind.

It is all part of a perfect circle that is bound to repeat itself over and over again. Nothing happens by accident.

A gentle heart trembles at the gentle touch of a heart ready to love without fear. Feel afraid at first How to blame it? Any new sensation is capable of turning even the most rational of beings inside out. The flower will always seek to drink water from the purest source, and no one could blame it for doing so.

There is capable of quickly extinguishing the soft light that comes from the highest point in the sky. It is nothing but a heavenly gift.

The diffuse shadow dances without fear of what might happen in an instant of doubt.

No one can deny the desires that escape at every moment from the furtive gaze exchanged by two hearts in love. The night lasts as long or as little as you want, and deep in your heart, you know it.

“When he shall die,

Take him and cut him out in little stars,

And he will make the face of heaven so fine

That all the world will be in love with night

And pay no worship to the garish sun.”

― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

There is no drama that fills with hatred the heart that has become accustomed to living on the side of the purest light. There is no path that can lead it to the side of hatred that blinds human beings.

The spirit that has learned to love both its light and dark sides is no longer afraid of what others might say. There is no longer fear that will be able to shake it from end to end. The watercolor is tinted with more and more vivid tones. There is no way to go back to yesterday's black and white. After all, life is made up of a beautiful range of almost infinite colors. Don't cry, dear boy, in the end everything will be fine.

“We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.”

― Plato

There is nothing and no one who can stop what comes from the most beautiful part of heaven. All the noble hearts of the world are watching over you from afar. They all take you by the hand. Now, you are part of one big family. A clean and beautiful sky opens before your beautiful eyes. The dark clouds gradually clear. You smile, for the first time in what seemed like an eternity.

The diffuse shadow dances without fear of what might happen in an instant of doubt. Walk with all the strength of your soul. You know that you have the strength to face any adversity that life puts in your way. You are stronger than any heart plagued with hate. The sun is about to shine again for you. You don't know, but your heart does. Smile again without fear, it is your time to shine from above and away from the darkness. Your wounds will slowly begin to heal. It is never too late to start living again. Your heart knows it, your soul knows it.