“What grew
What grew
What grew and inside who

(…)
I’m a stem now
Pushing the drought aside
Opening up
Fanning my yellow eye
On the ferry
That’s making the waves wave
Illumination
This is how my heart behaves

The cold heart will burst
If mistrusted first
And a calm heart will break when given a shake”
[ How my heart behaves – Feist]

~ por M. em agosto 12, 2008.