Selva, Appennino between Emilia and Tuscany (Italy).
Around my pond, I tried to catch the sun.
Hidden sun changing the light of things showing and illuminated their dark side.
"Ah! come mi abbandona ora
l鈥檜mana solfa e tutto viene
manifesto in splendore.
Questo stare appesi ad un respiro corale
dove anche il rospo concorre a questa luce.
Si frappone fra la mano e ci貌
che la conduce un piano obliquo
di dolcezze. Un nascere delle cose
al giorno e tutte spogliate
le vecchie forme sono ricreate."
"Ah! How it leaves me now
the human burden and everything comes
manifest in splendor.
This hanging from a choral breath
where even the toad contributes to this light.
It comes between the hand and what
which leads it an oblique plane
of sweets. A birth of things
per day and all undressed
the old forms are recreated."
(Mariangela Gualtieri, "Eccomi. Sole celebrante" - "Here I am. Celebrating sun")
"Buon giorno a voi che non vediamo.
Ci貌 che non vediamo
preme. Preme e viene
viene e sappiamo ci貌 che l鈥檃nimale
conosce e non rivela.
Restiamo ancora
un poco."
"Good morning to you that we don't see.
What we don't see
presses. He presses and comes
comes and we know what the animal
knows and does not reveal.
We still stay
a bit more."
(Mariangela Gualtieri, "Eccomi. Sole celebrante" - "Here I am. Celebrating sun")
Following our inner light, changing and transforming everything.
Hoping light will make visible all the shadows in our soul.
Pictures taken with Nikon D800.
07.12.2015.
