Domestico

Today I am in this place I consider home. The faces have changed, and even some sencery. I know. I know the smell, every road, every tree, and every secret hidden. I know the wind and the sun here. I know.

I feel all feelings here, the heavy sadness and the wonderful embrace of happiness of Freedom. Is this what they saw? Is this what they felt and knew? I know.The Hills know our faces and hold our feet , 102 years. They know.