I remembered what your hands told to me.
Their whisper gushed from the depths of the soul.
From distant times.
From previous incarnations.
They touched me
through storms, through suns,
through snowdrifts, through omens …
Their whisper was so real,
that every cell in me was awaken.
At last the day has come to be together
among the heights of the planet Earth,
where tenderness manages to be perfect,
where love is a gift from the Gods
and it revitalizes life in the universe.
I stand among the fairy flowers in the garden –
from what your hands
have told to me.