Terenzio Formenti
poet and psychodramatist

DROPS OF DEW HAPPINESS

RAINDROPS ON MY WINDSCREEN

the first raindrop
falls
on my windscreen

carefully...
others
follow the path

suddenly...
furiously they race
skimming
stroking...
falling in love

tiny drops
on my windscreen

from the book " Scattered leaves "

THE NEW YEAR'S DAY
OF EACH DAY

day after day

- said goodbye
to the setting sun-
I search my rainbow
in the night

day after day

made a ducking
to the sun high in the sky
- goalless wayfarer -
walking I go...
to awaken and newly awaken
my and your natal day

that the sand of the past
-became in the clepsydra of the life
powder of sun and stars
let pass through the small
hole of the present -
slowly… but resolute and glad
fills of astonishment and wonder
the sky of our future

Terenzio Formenti

DROPS OF DEW HAPPINESS N. 1
- 1 playing baseball with raindrops falling on the windscreen
- 2 painting a shadow of joy on a sad face with the gift of a poem or a smile or both
- 3 accepting the fellowship of a raindrop met in a ocean... or in the rain
- 4 capturing a shadow sprung from darkness, perhaps... from the light
- 5 stroking somebody's skin and give birth to a soul
- 6 caressing with a glance a passing person, who inspires harmony
- 7 meeting somebody's glance and feeling something new growing inside
- 8 realising that somebody is doing something for us, just for us and that is done with love
- 9 stroking a body and realising that you are communicating with each other
- 10 encountering a pair of eyes and feeling that they are talking to you
- 11 realising that we are breathing in harmony with the universe
- 12 feeling that a child gives himself or herself to us because he/she feels that we can be trusted
- 13 meeting a person who sheds his/her shell and trust us
- 14 receiving a caress which gives us life
- 15 stroking somebody's body who allows to be re-created
- 16 meeting a glance which gives us something
- 17 feeling a drop of sweat running down our back, giving us shivers of pleasure
- 18 the rushing of leaves in a wood
- 19 climbing high up in the wind with autumn leaves caught in a whirl
- 20 coming across a whirl of autumn leaves which are joyfully rushing towards us from the corner along a mountain road
- 21 being a grain of sand playing with a wave on the beach
- 22 being a wave breaking up on the rocks
- 23 washing our eyes in the morning and realising that millions of eyes are opening to life that very day
- 24 being in the rain and not feeling lonely
- 25 being in the sun and realising that millions of people are enjoying its warmth with us or suffering its heat with us
- 26 gazing at the moon with loving eyes
- 27 gazing at the moon feeling I am the only lover in the world
- 28 daydreaming knowing I'm doing it
- 29 coming across a hand which gives itself to me
- 30 touching a hand which makes us feel the pleasure of touching
- 31 waking up and realising that somebody is near us
- 32 entrusting our expectations to a burning fire
- 33 setting fire to our expectations
- 34 asking the rain how it started
- 35 asking the wind where its nest is
- 36 coming across a sound and let ourselves go
- 37 letting ourselves be captured by the harmony of the silence
- 38 meeting a person who greets us without knowing us
- 39 creating two tears of joy with a poem
- 40 receiving a smile as a gift
- 41 walking in the fog alone without getting lost
- 42 entrusting our bare body and soul... at least to the sea waves
- 43 falling asleep by a brook lulled by the murmuring of its ripples
- 44 drinking some mountain spring water which is the gift of the universe
- 45 climbing a mountain and feeling that we belong to it
- 46 falling asleep realising that we belong to the universal sleep
- 47 feeling that the pores of our skin breath with the universe
- 48 give birth to a person thanking her/him for the gift which we received
- 49 rediscovering now and then the little child who lives inside us
- 50 feeling that we are creating ourselves day by day
- 51 being bare in the wind and being melt by the sun
- 52 letting ourselves being flooded with the moonlight which plays in the shrubs
- 53 following a seagull in the wind and losing ourselves in its endless flight
- 54 loving ourselves without fear of losing ourselves
- 55 losing ourselves without fear of loving
- 56 remembering to forget and forgetting to remember
- 57 to listen in order to hear
- 58 to look in order to see
- 59 speaking and feeling the pleasure that another person is listening to us
- 60 giving a person who is talking to us to enjoy the feeling that we are listening
- 61 realising that every sea drop plays with its neighbours even if it is a stranger

DROPS OF DEW HAPPINESS N. 2

- 62 a stone which talks to me
- 63 a sea which tells us stories of people who love it and of those who hate it
- 64 looking for the face of the loved one in the clouds
- 65 a swallow telling us its adventures during its trip to come back to us
- 66 meeting a porcupine telling us its dreams
- 67 a falling star which asks us to express a wish
- 68 seeing a rainbow in a sky where there is none or in a night without stars
- 69 wishing a good day to a person who is looking at us in search of it
- 70 watching the passing clouds with astonishment
- 71 feeling the hold of an embrace which gives us life
- 72 realising that spring has come also for us
- 73 realising that autumn is not only the beginning of the coming winter
- 74 seeing the smile which lights up an unforgettable face
- 75 receiving a thank you and realising that, perhaps we have given part of ourselves
- 76 realising that perhaps happiness is not only a temporary variant of unhappiness
- 77 walking along a mountain path where everybody greets one another
- 78 realising that "today" is not only the day which comes before "tomorrow" and after "yesterday", but it is the first day of the rest of our life
- 79 a flower which sings a love song
- 80 realising that the air caressing a person's face is the same which caresses our face
- 81 realising that in a swimming pool, in a river, in a lake, in a sea, whatever the colour of our skin, we are in touch in the same water
- 82 perceiving our own body enwrapped in our own clothes
- 83 realising we are breathing and believing that it is a gift
- 84 feeling pleasure in being surrounded by fog

DROPS OF DEW HAPPINESS N. 3

- 85 lovingly gazing at the trees in the sun, in the rain, in the snow and with the dew
- 86 laughing with the current of the stream and with the surface of the lake rippled by the breeze
- 87 feeling on our skin the same shivers of pleasure that the mountain may feel when the farmer preys with his scythe
- 88 searching the wood in the same way as the sun does with its beams of light
- 89 smelling the hay in the sun and the scent of wood after the first shower
- 90 listening to the sound of the wakening wood
- 91 daring to take that step which marks the difference between being content, being satisfied and pretending to be
- 92 meeting two arms that receive you and donate you the embrace of the universe
- 93 asking oneself if always the moon that we see is the same one of that the others see, or if sometimes it can be also different
- 94 asking oneself if the idea that comes to us, even if for us it
does not seem luminous, can equally be one beautiful idea
- 95 to give some space to the foolish wise person who is inside us
- 96 to give some space to the cave man or the cave woman who still lives in each of us
- 97 to practice discovering that, in order to come across possible happiness, you must look for it, ask for it, give it, sow it into yourself and in the others and wait for it along its usual path: the five senses: sight in order to discover visual scenery; hearing in order to discover what can be heard; touch to discover perceptions; taste to discover what can be tasted; smell to discover what we can smell
- 98 A sixth sense may be added, to be open to the dreams, to the "unconscious", and to other unknown languages
- 99 Other possible paths could be: body, mind and soul, and the must important components of universe: earth, air, water, fire; the arts: drawing, painting, poetry, sculpture, music, dance, etc.
- 100 it might be suitable to add these things: being ready to smile, to laugh, and to use a bit of humour

Drops of dew happiness distilled and born as free association from the book: "Thus I see you, woman",
of the Columbian poet Rafael. G. Hernández M.

- 101 cultivating in the love situations not only the sense of the precariousness and the escaping moment, but also that one of the permanence and the eternal one.
- 102 cultivating the sense of eternal but also the authenticity and the significance of a yesterday, today, tomorrow
- 103 Trying also to experiment that what can means to breathe myself and with myself, breathing the other, and/or breathing with him/her
- 104 playing with the proximity to the others and a distance from the others remembering that also they have need to play to hide and seek with us
- 105 asking ourselves, in the couple, the friendship and the important situations, that what can mean the word "we", and to feel which emotions were born
- 106 doing of our taste or sense of the savour, a " landscape of the savours ", playing to give one to the persons, things, situations
- 107 Living the encounter like a re-encounter, every time new , every time magical
- 108 discovering for game the scent and the odour of the other and to continue to play in the reality and the fantasy with the olfactory landscape born from the encounter
- 109 asking ourselves that what means the name of the other and what we feel pronouncing it
- 110 asking ourselves what specific sensation we feel when we are called for name from the others, and specifically from " that other "
- 111 the alternation of the truths and the magic of every day generates and re-generates the surprise of the encounter if we are attentive and curious to the mystery and the mysteries that continuously show themselves in the life of everyone of us
- 112 paying attention to the gift that we can receive in the encounter with the other, and to that which can receive the others in the encounter with us
- 113 having present that a communication is more meaningful as how much stimulates more us to play with the nearness and the distances, of whichever type these are
- 114 learning to caress "the life" and to let be caressed from her
- 115 it is important to cultivate the sense of the embracing of the things and the situations that speak to us of the loved person
- 116 finding the ability of creating, re-creating, and living day after day, the need of the mutual companionship with the loved person
- 117 paying attention so that the habit does not makes flat the beautiful things that belong to us
- 118 perhaps the love feed on magic, dream, fortune, but also on much patience and tenacity
- 119 nourishing the life of encounters lived in the more possible magical way
- 120 is not only important the magic that the others do , but also those that "we" can do
- 121 the others are a magical mirror in which reflecting him / herself with, not only opened, but also sometimes, closed and dreamy eyes
- 122 living passionately, intensely and with fantasy also the "in-lusions"
- 123 with little or much creativity the "de-lusions can be lived also as launch springboard towards other new and wonderful in-lusions
- 124 loving, perhaps, is also to leave that the others travel in our body and in our mind as wanderers urchins in search of them selves
- 125 loving is also to feel ourselves taken and surprised from the mystery of the other and not to try too much of wanting to understand
- 126 loving is also not to throw away a thing or a beautiful person in order to prevent the fear of losing him / her or being left
- 127 loving is also perhaps to accept and to hold within us who we are, and perhaps sometimes, also what may be painful
- 128 we meet the others for mirroring ourselves in him / her, but what space we leave to the other for the same eventual need
- 129 perhaps it is not always important to save energies and emotions, we can also intensely live it. We still don't know the dynamics of the couple of forces "instant and eternal"
- 130 In the couple everyone can do pleasant shadow to the other. In the eclipse also the moon can darken the sun, but it does not have convenience to insist too much
- 131 loving is to ride the tiger of the uncertainty on the "how" and the "why" of the life
- 132 loving can mean also to be able to suffer for the empty that can derive from the absences of the other and the separations from the other
- 133 a good play of the life can be that one learn to converse with the persons through the things and with the things through the persons
- 134 meeting a person that I feel renders me present in my spaces
- 135 the couple is perhaps also the encounter of an "I" and an "you" well identified, In a " we-others ".
- 136 asking ourselves in fact how much can be important that the other's presence be also a presence of an "other".
- 137 why the truth can be accepted naked must at least be dressed of love and magic
- 138 why there may be the communication between two persons, nobody of them must specialise him / her self only putting questions or only giving answers
- 139 it take part to the love also the sense of melancholy, fear, nostalgia, sadness and not only that one of appeal to, joy, happiness
- 140 being air also for the other. Breathing him / her and allow that the other breaths us
- 141 for loving ourselves one must be there, is not enough to have, not enough to do
- 142 the hope must be alive, almost since the person is alive
- 143 loving is not only mirror and hall of mirrors, but also echo and echo-valley
- 144 to a communication of love may also taking part " The feast of the eternal "
- 145 in the dreams world the near and the far, the past and the future take part to an eternal present
- 146 if we listen the nature in the deep sense we feel that all take part to the rite of the love
- 147 the "en-chantement" and the magic of the falling in love ask not only to be remembered but also a research of renewing it day by day
- 148 In the love we meet at least a drop of mystery always to veil, re-veal, disclose

Drops of dew happiness distilled and born as free association from the book " Feeling in silence " 
of Rafael G. Hernández M.

"feeling in silence, feeling the silence and covering the paths of the silence"

- 149 the silence is the universe that speaks
- 150 the silence is the universe that listens to
- 151 the silence is the universe that remains in order to listen to
- 152 the silence is ability to listen to
- 153 in order to learn to listen in the deep one must know to be silent and to keep silent
- 154 the silence is ability to be silent and to keep silent
- 155 if you desire be understood try to keep silent
- 156 the silence is a very important component of the harmony of the universe
- 157 going in search of the love that it is in me in order to listen to the love that there is in the other
- 158 going in search of the love that it is in the other in order to comprehend the love that it is in myself
- 159 holding oneself overwhelmed in front of the universe on the threshold of the feeling without the urgency to break off the silence
- 160 enjoying the savour of the silence and of the silences of the life
- 161 inventing oneself every so often a new north
- 162 feeling the savour and the meaning one of being shadow, making shadow and remaining in shadow
- 163 bridge between me and the sun may be my shadow.. shadow of light
- 164 enjoying shadow and light: of the two lights of the twilight
- 165 experiencing the magical force hidden in us and in you
- 166 making the other new in the daily
- 167 making new the space of the always in order to feel new the other, the others
- 168 discovering that also the silence can give savour to the everyday life
- 169 discovering that the things that join me, and separate me from the others is the air, the space, the sweet movement of the earth and the heat of the sun and love
- 170 the silence is not only the contrary of the noise and the hubbub, but it is also counterpoint, echo and completion of the word and the harmony of the sounds and the dreams.
- 171 meeting with the various one that is in me in order to discover my authentic one being and to discover and to reveal "the yours"
- 172 discovering how can be important to conjugate desire of solitude with the necessity of company and desire of company with the necessity of solitude
- 173 living is also to donate solitude to the company and company to the solitude, ours and of the others
- 174 the uncertainty is good companion in the process of one life without end but not interminable
- 175 if you walk among stones you could think that you are walking on the mistaken path, but perhaps that one could be just "the yours"
- 176 every day happens and repeats itself the miracle of the life. The important is to be conscious of that
- 177 the light is discover and certainty, what lacks sometimes in the life for getting near to the encounter with the illusions is to give space to the shadow of the uncertainty
- 178 I am learning to listen, in the joy of the flowers and in the caress of the wind, the smile of the sun and the harmony of the nature that wraps me
- 179 at the end of our time it lets above all be the testimony of being there and not simply of having made something
- 180 speaking with you is easy only if I approach myself to the whisper that comes "from the deep" of me
- 181 enjoying consciously the things that were always beside us
- 182 when I communicate myself in the dimension of the love happens something of magical as result of this approach
- 183 searching the savour of the love helps to know the life from the within of everyone of us
- 184 eternity is not only the time beyond the time, but also the present
- 185 the time is a child who plays to hide-and-seek with his shadow
- 186 the time is a child who plays with the sand on the seashore
- 187 the illusions are the park plays of the possible happiness, the important is to play and to play oneself
- 188 listening the soul silencing the force of the thought
- 189 the thought can devour the " known knowledge ", but the " savour knowledge " will remain in the times
- 190 when your voice is silent is important that your glance and your smile speak
- 191 returning in my habitual space I met the other in the tranquillity of every day and in the spell of the harmony dis-harmony between light and shadow.
- 192 listening in silence the silence of the universe is speaking with him and accepting and proposing the risk of the dialogue

Drops of dew happiness distilled and born as free association from the book "Remain here"
of Rafael G. Hernández M.

Remain here... is a question, a supplication, an order, a wish, a outcry, a prayer... to the old sea

"stopping on the seashore saying to him

I am here, old sea
give me back as only you know
the word hidden
which lacks me...
today"

" that my words can be a time, and a space to which the others can get near and remain "

- 193 letting oneself fly sweetly on the wings of the wind and accompany in the travel from the harmony-rhythm of the soul when she dance the feast of love
- 194 becoming love is "a feast" in the real sense of the word
- 195 feeling that with his / hers presence a friend can expand "my being there" more than how I alone can do
- 196 feeling the spell of the song of the nature
- 197 recognising how much joy and love we possess
- 198 discovering in the eyes of the others the magic of spell
- 199 Living the life as encounter with the life
- 200 inventing the night as the place of our re-birth to the everyday life
- 201 asking myself when the other goes away, what I have given to him / her and what s/he has given to me
- 202 listening the eternity that we are living in the deep one of every moment
- 203 approaching me to the whispering of the dreams for igniting the colours in order to paint the fantasies of the night
- 204 not allowing that the night exhausts its light and force of its mystery
- 205 approaching with trepidation to the mystery that is the discovery of our inner light
- 206 listening the palpitation of your smile and the vibration of your dance
- 207 living the night as time and the place for reloading us in our own dreams
- 208 loving you and living my sleep in your dreaming and your sleep in my dreaming
- 209 feeling the light that shines in your eyes as an encounter with the life
- 210 feeling as gift that part of the other that has decided to remain with me
- 211 transforming the uncertainty-prison in uncertainty-mystery
- 212 approaching the mystery as shadow of our light and to that one of the others
- 213 freedom is also living like freeing the truth and the mystery of belonging to the other
- 214 feeling that also the clouds smile when the trees dance
- 215 listening the voices of the silence of the night
- 216 doing always new "the today" that wraps us and the others
- 217 if you want free yourself, live the mystery of the light that makes its road in you
- 218 inventing the love today will be a feast where I will perhaps feel me the only one invited
- 219 you emerged from my sleep as dream and become intense reality of days to create together
- 220 living the magic of the encounter... perhaps of every encounter

Drops of dew happiness distilled and born as free association from the book: " Fragments "
of  Terenzio Formenti

- 221 Every particle of the world is a tear of infinite
- 222 A caress can arrive also from the storm
- 223 Being astonished and happy for the life that we have received as gift and that which as gift we can give
- 224 Being awake in the universe, sleeping with the universe
- 225 Dancing and breathing with the rhythm of the grass
- 226 Inviting the dreams of the night to dance with us
- 227 Searching and finding the joy that our body-person asks
- 228 Going to the discovery of our poetical mind in order to condense fragments of the world in the harmony of the universe
- 229 Picking the ghosts that ramble in the space of our mind and playing with them
- 230 Imprisoning wings to energise the liberation of the butterfly that dwells within us
- 231 Learning to receive with love, but also, if it is necessary, to reject with "healthy" anger
- 232 Living as harmony also a snowflake that falls in the fire of a volcano
- 233 Also a freedom can pass through the torments of the dependency
- 234 Also with a porcupine we can converse if we lower the defences of the logic
- 235 Accompanying the wind that caress the blades of grass of the meadow
- 236 Also the things that encircle us, live, sleep, are awake; try we to enjoy with them, perhaps, we will be less alone
- 237 Living the reality of the day like something that can give flavour to our dreams
- 238 Trying to invent in us during the day that sculpture that a moon beam patiently has constructed in us during the night
- 239 Listening to the deep shiver that the wave of time has provoked in us with its caresses
- 240 Living the ambivalent wealth that every one of us finds between a disguised face and a naked soul
- 241 Being the alchemists of the life and recognising the gold generated from our touch and also from that one of the others
- 242 Accepting that everyone can tend to his/her own happiness and can have different ways and times for achieving it
- 243 The happiness can arrive also from the sky with a feather of seagull, it is important know it, accept it, and if possible, add our touch of magic
- 244 There is a loneliness which is fullness and an other which is anguish, we can share the first with the seagull that flies high in the sky; we can commit the second to him for scattering it on the ocean, both are a couple of forces
- 245 Realising that are many the things, the situations and the persons that we can temper with the colours of the rainbow if we try to invent it
- 246 Fascinated from the harmony of the contraries we can accept that the others can feel us strangers and strange
- 247 Stealing from the time moments of eternity privileging love to hatred
- 248 Not to feel oneself alone to go up and to come down in the river of the life because every drop plays with the neighbour even if it does not know it
- 249 Also they of whom we don't see the eyes, have eyes that know to watch
- 250 The air belongs to all; it separates, it joins us, let we that she caress us and commit to her our caresses
- 251 If we try to look ourselves in a drop of rain that falls, perhaps we risk of falling in love of ourselves and of the others
- 252 If we try to caress the air, the world shall appear to us very beautiful
- 253 The memory of the colours of the autumn can render warm also a winter dressed in white
- 254 Also the sea, like all the things and persons that encircle us, speaks with his eyes
- 255 If we succeed to be gift for the others, perhaps also we can find a "good giant", that if necessary, knows instil to us the potion of the dreams
- 256 To be able to enjoy ourselves of each moment which is given to us for flying in the wind "until the life flows"

Drops of dew happiness distilled and born as free association from the book: "Blanc points"
of Terenzio Formenti

- 257 Picking the black on the white and the white on the black is easy, to pick the white on the white and the black one on the black is magic
- 258 Being always attentive to the child who within us tends to discover the world
- 259 To make of the present the place of realisation of the child's dreams
- 260 To remember ourselves to keep company to our shadow, so that our shadow keeps company to us
- 261 To converse with the stars does not mean to have the head among the clouds
- 262 Every birch is born to spring from the white mantle of snow, and of it maintains the traces on its trunk... And us?
- 263 To be like the wind that never stops to play
- 264 To caress with the eyes what is beautiful around us
- 265 To walk with the others a path of light
- 266 Breathing, when possible, sun, love, fire
- 267 To breathe with the universe because a man and a woman were beside us before we were born
- 268 I am breeze, I am wind, I am voice of the torrent, I can always play a new game
- 269 There is always a curious child who within and outside of us watches us
- 270 Capturing notes from the harmony of the silence
- 271 Accepting to astonish and to be astonished
- 272 To search the cradle and the gondola present in every scythe of moon
- 273 Also a cloud's cub, lost among the skyscrapers, may be freed from a little wind's gust
- 274 Against the conditionings freeing our dreams
- 275 To give permission to our spirit to vibrate even if the seagull squeaks in the wind
- 276 Listening with astonishment "the things that speak to us" without having the impression to be ever stupid, or foolish
- 277 To be breeze in our dreams, and sometimes, also in the dreams of the others
- 278 Every freedom comes from a liaison, every liaison can help us to invent a freedom
- 279 To be an ignited candle that illuminates a dark night
- 280 Capturing, even in imagination only, the smells dissolved in the wind

Drops of dew happiness distilled and born as free association from the book:
" Of  loneliness and love " (De soledad y amor) of Juan Baladán Gadea

- 281 Knowing how to entrust him/herself to the hands of the other and to be able to offer to the others hands to which they can entrust themselves
- 282 Living intensely also the truth of the unreal
- 283 Trying to be, for whom beside us that go towards "tomorrow", the stone of the path and isle of birds and flowers
- 284 In the mists of time and the distance to return to be children
- 285 Living the eternal present of a tomorrow that was yesterday and feeling it as such
- 286 Also we, are like water which flows and flows, wayfarers in search of a sea
- 287 Being river, sating myself of birds and dreams, to cradle the moon, to sleep with the stars
- 288 Travelling with the untiring stars that travel , as travels the world with which I travel
- 289 ... and the life will burn for me until shall arrive the day when, I knot, will return to the silence, to the clay, to the first breath
- 290 Loving you is also... leaning out myself without fear toward tomorrow's abyss
- 291 Crossing the time's borders even if with torn.voice
- 292 Every Saturday's night is equal to many Saturday's nights but may also be very different
- 293 When the prairies vanish into the blue and into the distance, there is always a road that leads to them
- 294 Playing with the light and shadows that enter with the sun in our house
- 295 Asking ourselves what space we give to another who smiling enters in our loneliness
- 296 Why in front of a " fire that burns ", instead of enjoying the heat and nourish him, we often ask ourselves: - but how much will it lasts?
- 297 Perhaps that which renders elusive the love is his unique dying and living again constantly
- 298 The voice of the other does not reach me when he/she calls me, but when I listen to him / her
- 299 Going on the paths of the life can be also to walk on the sand without goal in search of dreams and illusions lost in the sea's foam
- 300 Penetrating the horizon and see and watch beyond
- 301 Appointing the other is inventing him/her as light which illuminates our conscience
- 302 For them that knows to watch, to hear and to feel, "all" plays around us: the lake, the wave, the wind, the beach, the skin of the evening. An unexpected playing, circular, infinite
- 303 Sleeping can be also to remember the stars that tired, among the trees far away sleep
- 304 Caressing the things, speaking with them, doing that the things speak with us. The life, perhaps, is also that
- 305 It is beautiful sometimes to dream a sea far away and that foreign port which we perhaps did not know never - 306 The man is also a seagull, mysterious and white, on search of himself, that designs in the wind unknown, invented, transparent paths
- 307 Also the stars, like girls in love , plays to invent constellations and to furtively seeing themselves in the great mirror of the universe
- 308 How many things we know that go beyond the words!
- 309 Playing to capture dreams, stealing to them colourful petals, inventing words, dramas and poems
- 310 Believing in the flower, the seed, the book, but also and above all in the wo/man
- 311 Playing with the children and like them to invent the present and the future
- 312 The sea invites me playing to return to being child... and dreaming, I let rock me from him
- 313 The night plays with dreams and wishes, awakes stars that spark far away... and call me... call me...
- 314 Searching between cliffs and waves some table or piece of sail or the compass of the ship lost in the abyss
- 315 To wait feeding the dreams, grinding days and years.
- 316 Sometimes is possible to save ourselves only living every day in the tomorrow helping each one mutually to gain the anguish and the oblivion
- 317 Infinite can be the friends if limitless is the hope.
- 318 Like a stone that the river rolls towards the sea (and with his hands of vegetal water rounds, caress, protects) I roll you and you accompany me, I hold you between my hands of dreamer artist, I mould you and you transform me, without haste, going... going...
- 319 Sometimes my words become light like the wind, in silence they caress you and play to ruffle your hairs

Drops of dew happiness carried from the wind  by Terenzio Formenti

- 320 Have we still thought that from the word's stupor can be born the stupid and the stunned one?
- 321 Have we tried to discover that beyond the knowledge as taste it could be also the knowledge as astonishment? And perhaps, also the knowledge as game?
- 322 Who only dreams during the night, risks never see the things that they who dream also during the day do
- 323 Perhaps it is necessary to put a little of chaos within us for being able to see a dancing star
- 324 It seems to us to meet every day obvious things and persons, it may be useful interrogate ourselves if it is possible " to play seriously " also with them
- 325 Yesterday is history, to morrow it is mystery. "The today" is a gift. Perhaps for that is called present 
-Sandra Monroy-
- 326 The time, perhaps, is not made in order to be killed
- 327 There are infinite ways for saying " Hello ". They are all meaningful ones if they make to feel us alive
- 328 Perhaps the infinite has been invented on purpose of having place and time available for fantasise every day - 329 Often we want that the others are perfect, at least how much we believe of being so. But we estimate the risks that we would run ?
- 330 Living is also: to veil, to re-veil and to reveal ourselves to others, and perhaps to the entire universe
- 331 Perhaps the dew of the morning gives to whom are able to like it, the laughter and the plays of the gnomes and the elves of the night
- 332 With the light, the darkness and the colours is possible to invent many plays and also, perhaps, a little of gladness
- 333 Perhaps the possible happiness consists in knowing to give an answer to the "if" and to the "but" of the life or in succeeding in not searching any answer
- 334 Learning to thank the others and also ourselves for how we are and for what we do
- 335 Is non necessary to worry to invent the world, but is better not renounce to do it when it comes
- 336 Inventing the present, at least when it is possible, as time and space of the astonishment and the wonder
- 337 Looking oneself in the mirror, in the truth or in the imagination, for seeing our face reflected in ours pupils
- 338 Can be a good play to ask oneself like the other sees his/her face reflected in ours pupils
- 339 Seeing our face reflected in the pupils of the other
- 340 Ask ourselves if a long sigh may be a breath more or the fruit of a breathing with economy
- 341 opening oneself to the others, at least sometime, also when it seems that the situation may be not interesting for us
- 342 playing to ask ourselves if satisfying always the others may be altruism, selfishness or self-destruction
- 343 to accept the risk of finding ourselves for losing ourselves may be truth, to lose ourselves for finding ourselves can be magic
- 344 not worrying too much to learn all so that may rests always something to invent
- 345 why to emphasise to the other mostly or only its defects and errors, when we expect that they do exactly the contrary
- 346 flying, necessarily, does not means to stop of remaining with the feet on the earth
- 347 for flying, with imagination, do not serve the parachutist licence
- 348 if we forgets things and/or persons already known and met, no problem, you will have therefore the fortune to make "new acquaintances"
- 349 if you have "run-down batteries" remember that for starting again you can perhaps ask to the others a bit of energy
- 350 if the things go well is better to insert some change, it could be an assurance against the risks of the boredom
- 351 the possible one passes also through the impossible one. An example: to be healthy like a fish
- 352 to face, sometimes with curiosity, the wonderful and terrifying abyss that joins and separates truth and dream, prose and poetry
- 353 to experience in the truth the difference between laughing and " to laugh in order not to cry "
- 354 to verify in the truth the difference between singing and "not crying"
- 355 we can learn the meant of the word freedom also from the little bird in the cage that " if it does not sing for love, sings for anger ", but it sings
- 356 often the laughing gets confused with the crying: if it prevails the second we will see a grin, if the first prevails we will have " a laughing until the tears "
- 357 healing the others and healing themselves is not to dismantle a sick person for repairing him / her.
- 358 fortunately to please to ourselves and to appeal to the others not necessarily means to be beautiful
- 359 for being happy can be important to accept of being so and also and more simply... notice of being so
- 360 the love and the happiness nourish themselves of sun, astonishment and infinite
- 361 sun love and happiness nourish themselves of sun, astonishment and infinite , but also of clouds, rain, dew and sometimes also of hail. But in this case, it is important to find a defence
- 362 the love and the happiness are not fruits to pick, but with which to mature jointly
- 363 the astonishment does so that the love cannot become habit
- 364 we say - happy or unhappy, provided that be love -, but everyone hopes that his / her be an happy love
- 365 to point out to the other the beautiful things that is, has and is doing, is a wonderful gift for him / her
- 366 At the dawn of every new day, blades of light wake up fire-flies in love sleeping in dew drops... perhaps are the our!
 

Dew drops 2001

- 367 Living a full present dancing with light foot on one’s own past
- 368 Using more often the verbs I choose and I want instead of I must, the life would be more interesting and light
- 369 Remember, also when adults, how much can be sometimes important “to steal mother’s jam ”
- 370 To recognize one’s own fear and work on it, does well to the others and to us, also to those we don’t know
- 371 To create an atmosphere of beauty in the small world that encircles us - Ernesto Sabato-
- 372 Love is really a new way to breathe
- 373 Take time for dreaming, because it is a way towards the stars
- 374 " The 50 years -old man who sees the same world he saw when he was 20, has wasted 30 years of his life "
- Mohamed Ali -
- 375 Living the life like enchantment, let it sing, listen to it singing and sing with it
- 376 To invent my life, to listen to the wind, to see the wind: to be with the universe: breeze, puff, wind and perhaps, also... hurricane
- 377 I encounter…and grope for my way in the sweet spell of your shadow, your body dressed of you
- Francisco Arias Solis -
- 378 Everyone must row with the paddles that he has. But he can also invent new paddles
- 379 To meet the air and see it in a sun beam that crosses a dark room
- 380 I encounter...and grope for my way in the sweet spell of my/your shadow, my/your body-person dressed of me/you, by me/you
- 381 If you make en error even tries at least to find in it a creative aspect. Perhaps you find it!
- 382 To construct and to chase the dreams without fear. Life is a miracle to live every day with the curiosity of a child - Melba Ruffo -
- 383 Remember that you know all the possibilities of your impossible dream - Michael -
- 384 On the face of the earth all smiles in the same language -Michael -
- 385 Perhaps...the better way for remembering and thanking whom has given to us so many wonderful things it’s living and sharing them, day after day, to us and to the others that live beside us.
- 386 The mystery of the life is not a problem to resolve, but one truth to experience - Michael
- 387 Drops drunk of life, drops enclosed in crystal bowls, innocent drops like tears: alive crystals...of amber which drips from the rock
- 388 If they asked to us if we are in the world for share, possibly, joy and happiness, to ourselves and to the others, than what we would answer.
- 389 Why we don’t try to place the happiness among our physiological needs? It should be a good think! 
Maybe …
- 390 Love every day as it were the first one of your love’s life
- 391 Beyond of the spaces of the good and the evil there is a space in which I want meet you, perhaps it is the space where they are in harmony.

Dew drops distilled and/or picked for free association from the song “ES LA FIESTA” forwarded from Alejandro Simonetti

- 392 I like to discover the fence constructed from my glance
- 393 To became aware that we are laughing and to feel that for today the death is dead
- 394 To eat with the others the things that you have made with your hands
- 395 To weave a poncho of rhythm and colour with the lives of everyone
- 396 To stir in the dance the bodies and the joy
- 397 To make seed of sun of the feast night

Drops of dew-happiness carried from the wind

- 398 Also a cloud that, passing over a desert carried from the wind, seems fading in the nothing, re-enters, even if transformed, in the whole of universe
- 399 We have still thought that the ugly things, after all, are only ugly and that the beautiful things can be also wonderful?
- 400 All the life, own and of the others, is to watch with child’s eyes .
- 401 Living the essence of our being body-person is to plunge “in a new suspended physicalness”.
- 402 The wind caress your eyes observing your mind. - Ilaria Floris -
- 403 A lot remains to invent, a lot, nearly all...
- 404 The security, the serenity, the possible happiness derive from how we manage what we do not know, and that, said with a single word: the unknown
- 405 The dew is dialogue between sky and earth in the twilight of the morning. The night sends a wish to the day that begins, the day thanks the night for the rest that she has given to her
- 406 There are men who watch the truth how it is and they ask themselves: - Why? There are others, who invent it as want, and say: - Why not?
- 407 To ask oneself what say the eyes when seem to speak about nothing
- 408 Love day after day the foreigner who is in you. Offer him bread, offer him wine - Derek Walcott-
- 409 Remove from the mirror your stereotyped image. Sit down, and put in table your life, share with the unknown who is in you, that loved you until now - Derek Walcott -
- 410 I sing the humble waters of the house that for secret ways come to fill the concavity of our hands in the early morning - From I sing the waters In Diverso inverso of: Carla Paolini -
- 411 The patience wins all, especially if it is in company of hope
- 412 Clouds without rules ramble in a dream sky - Lucia -
- 413 Outside, beyond of the fields of the mistaken and of the right behaviors, there is a space. There, I will meet you. - Jelaleddin Rumi -
- 414 Everyone expects always something of wonderful from the other. From him he attends that quench his thirst of astonishment that comes off from the encounter with the similar one and with the different one
- Susana Lewy -
- 415 To think how much may be beautiful that we can dream also without see ourselves dreaming, and to live it as utopia that can give force for continuing to live.
- 416 Do we ask ourselves if the rain combines the sky to the earth or if it divides them
- 417 Happiness is like the wind, we don’t look at, but we can see the result, only if we known to watch intensely
- 418 Play: play with the space and with the time, play with what and with whom you want, but play
- Pablo Picasso-
- 419 For becoming children it needs whole your life
- 420 The children still have the power to see - Paul Klee -
- 421 Living is also to let take ourselves in the “world upside down” of the infancy, the world like extension of the own limbs without solution of continuity, infinitely malleable and re-inventable: the world of the play.
- Fausto Lorenzi -
- 422 Panegyric of the immaturity: to become immature and to reinvent the time out of the time, and That is way of life of the child
- 423 Be the clown of yourself. Discover your way to be funny, your way to laugh of you and with you
- Anna Rossetti Grasso -
- 424 If we look over our shoulders perhaps we will not find a single thing of which to be able to say: - It was so important that I had to be worrying.
- 425 Spring: coolness is to feel oneself as a rush in flower stretched towards the earth. - Elisa Boldrini -
- 426 To try to notice, reading it on our faces and also on those of the others, how the illusions at last come realized.
- 427 Remember that the norm sometimes can also be lived as exception to the exception
- 428 Living the life like a continuous surprise
- 429 Searching the poetic origin of our existence
- 430 Remember that the greatest obstacle to the understanding of an work of art (included man and woman) is the need of understanding -Bruno Munari-
- 431Sound and re-sound along the path that you go making yours. Engaged in this direction, the things and the persons will be guide for you and expand your horizons
- 432 Is beautiful not to repeat and not to repeat oneself, but to create and to recreate in every occasion the daily gestures of our living
- 433 Living the time and to invent the time. We belong to him, but also it belongs to us
- 434 The life as science is know what to say and what to do; the life as art is know when and how say it and do it
- 435 Not forgetting, indeed often to remember, that to be in the world can be a gift that we have received, but also a gift that we can continue to make to ourselves and to the others. Perhaps may be enough to enter in the sense of the life like gift to make and to receive
- 436 Remember that freedom is also always participation
- 437 Remember that in the radius of five kilometres, and also less, there is
certainly someone who is living a happiness and/or joy moment . This thought could alleviate our sadness and loneliness.
- 438 We don't meet many " beautiful and great " things in the life. For compensation we can find many, ", but very little and beautiful ". Watch the whales how they navigate in the oceans, glad and whistling , nevertheless they feed themselves only of plankton
- 439 Attempting to caress our own thoughts and them of the others, also up the wrong way
- 440 That our smile be the whisper of the laugh! -Beverly Tucker-
- 441 We receive the must wonderful play and toy as gift at the moment of our birth , and it is our "body-person"
- 442 If we wish to be creative, is better that we forget our constellation and invent one new every day. So all the stars will play with us
- 443 Which dreams I will make this night? It is a question that can open a world to me in which give to him the colours of the rainbow in the dark moments of the life
- 444 Perhaps the dreams are ours toys of the night and perhaps also of the day
- 445 To become curious of what is a kite and to construct patiently one of them day after day, one that be ours, that true, that " just one ", that us renders able to fly... as it knows
- 446 Simply flying with the swallows that fly high in the sky, or also with them palpitating in ours heart
- 447 Awakening in the morning and inventing a bit every day the encounter with ourselves, the others and the universe that encircles us
- 448 Ask to the universe if he is available to play with us
- 449 If we never succeed to say no, we are still in time to learn it
- 450 Have we still wondered why a key that works so well for a lock, is not servant for the others?
- 451 Why don't feel like gift what that the other makes for us even if he / she think that their duty is ?
- 452 Receiving or asking a forgiveness would assume a new meant if made or received " for gift "
- 453 Day after day searching in the sunlight and in the darkness of the night our rainbow
- 454 That every day the light be gift for the darkness and the darkness gift for the light
- 455 Feeling that for us the play between the finite and the infinite is always open
- 456 Feeling that the waves of the vibrations of our body-person resound with the universe
- 457 Catching and promoting in us and in the others the grace of a precious love
- 458 To be available to being accomplices of the wisdom of the universe
- 459 To be sensitive to pick the new magic that arrives, offered to us at every rising of the sun
- 460 To be attentive to the song of the source that in every moment can gush out in us
- 461 Feeling the preciousness of the grains of sand that live beside us on the beaches of the life
- 462 Feeling like caresses the colours that capture our look
- 463 For each situation there is always for only once a first time
- 464 Listening the stories narrated from the wind in springtime
- 465 That ours smile ignites the blue of the sky and the sea!
- 466 Melding the gold of the sun with the silver of the moon
- 467 Asking ourselves if the shadow can have been invented from the sun and the moon for allowing the men to continue to play all our life

Drops drawn and distilled in free association from poems of: Stefania Ferrini

- 468 White cat you toddle in the snow giving to me the gift of your footprints
- 469 If I will go beyond, beyond that limit, wait me there
- 470 I searched you. You never arrived... and I found me
- 471 Your hands, as light word... speak to me
- 472 The hands speak to whom know listen
- 473 A butterfly gives breeze to my thoughts
- 474 You love me, you speak to me, and I wonder don't know who I are
- 475 Open yourself for listening me
- 476 The sky confines with our dreams
- 477 To fly with " our seagull " beyond the borders of our dreams
- 478 There is who waits for sighting a sail, there is who every day is occupied for hoisting one
- 479 That I free my smile at the invitation of the your
- 480 That our voices can become an echo and counterpoint of the other and jointly... infinite concert
- 481 Adding to the "all" the last detail that lacks why I can feel it really an "all"
- 482 For playing with the "all" is enough a " nothing "
- 483 Give voice to the echo of the silence
- 484 At every angle of road I can at least meet an archangel... like marmoreal putto from unknown chisel born
- 485 Also the tears can render luminous a face that does not fear them
- 486 Thinking of being able to whirl on the clouds is beautiful. The important is to experience it
- 487 the game of the life: I am the river, you are my banks; you are the river, and I am your banks.
- 488 Feeling oneself part, and beautiful, of the entire nature
- 489 The butterfly cannot be imprisoned, why she is a proposal of liberation.
- 490 Living that perpetual eternal movement that happen in every moment of the present
- 491Recording the beautiful things also and only in our memory without voice can mean to enrich the memory of the universe
- 492 Living in the water or outside can assume appearance of enigma and nostalgia
- 493 Knowing to undress oneself from the charming certainties for living with astonishment the uncertainties of the life
- 494 To have eyes that at times remember to open themselves
- 495 To have eyes ready to sight sails that could appear unexpectedly.
- 496 In the doubt I penetrate, I go forward, I grope, and then I return illuminated... to the doubt
- 497 Is night, silent is the noise... but breathes
- 498 Pen! Conduct me with you along the ways of this sheet
- 499 While we fall we can also learn to fly
- 500 Also seeing a spot would perhaps be enough, if would remain the certainty that I also am colour

Drops of dew-happiness carried from the wind

- 501 Perhaps to make and to receive a massage is also... to take a walk with the other on the border line that joins and separates the finite and the infinite
- 502 Discover, live and move the universe
- 503 The deliciousest thing is not having nothing to do, but having something to do and not doing it
-Marcel Achard-
- 504...and if we sometimes would try to put also the Eternal Father among the " persons " who can have some need of us? Perhaps we would feel more near to our neighbours
- 505 My life, that I don't understand, this agony-beatitude of being enigma -Luis Borges-
- 506 Behind the name there is what we don't nominate -Luis Borges-
- 507Giving to the " time " the magic of a clock seen in a dream -Luis Borges-
- 508 Feeling smells and breathing them
- 509 Hearing the noise of the water that bathes our body
- 510 Hearing the noise of the wind that caress our body
- 511 The life doesn't say to us that she loves us, but it asks us to try to feel it
- 512 The life speaks when the wind ruffles our hairs
- 513 Seeing oneself in the things that we meet like in a mirror
- 514 Notice to meet persons who love oneself reciprocally and to allow oneself of feeling with them
- 515 Learning the magic to transform the sun in shadow and the shadow in sun
- 516 Attempting to invent freedom for the others and for ourselves
- 517 Collecting grains of smile in the palm of a hand and strew them in the wind
- 518 Catching beams of sun and weave with them a mantle that heats whom has to much cold in the soul
- 519 Catching blades of light for excising buds of fear
- 520 Catching grains of time for creating an infinite... the our infinite
- 521 Hauling nets at the sun for catching words suspended in the wind
- 522 I would want to read in the iris of your eyes thoughts of love
- 523 Are you enough happy for feeling that you are alive one are you enough alive for feeling that you are happy? Then for you all is possible!
- 524 If the illusions go slipping between the fingers of a hand, there are always the fingers of the other hand ready to catch them
- 525 Allowing that the skin of your body-person be communication and filter for the energies of the universe
- 526 Remember that after that you have played with the uni-verse, also it, perhaps, shall realize to have become di-verse
- 527 It is not true that if we advance in whatever direction the sun for us will rise before
- 528 Perhaps, in whatever direction we go, "our sun" shall come towards us
- 529 In autumn every leave of a small or great tree has its particular way to reach the earth. Have we already observed it?
- 530 There is also a knowledge that is ability of putting to the others and to ourselves questions that dilate and nourish our thirst of infinite, even if not always we will find answers
- 531 enjoying the colours the autumn is preparing oneself to those of the spring
- 532 For completing the game of the life, perhaps, is enough to add a nothing to the all that already belongs to her
- 533 a forest precedes us and become our body. -Jacques Dupin- A forest follows us and we shall be its body
- 534 Say us what you know of the snow and the fire. The present space isn't enough for breathing the time
- 535 The light in spring... nearly seems speaking to you
- 536 The grass has actually a few occupations... receiving in the lap the
light... and threading for all the night dew drops like pearls
- 537 …and I have the wind in the heart and with the storm I run in skies loaded with rain -Erir Nemeton-
- 538 …and I have the sun in the heart and with meandering beams I let myself slip until earth
-Erir Nemeton-
- 539 ...and I have the rain in the heart in roars of laughing water -Erir Nemeton-
- 540 Loving for listening to the wind crying affected
- 541 Loving for listening to the roars of a laughing water
- 542 Being able to ask can be a gift that we do to the others and to ourselves
- 543 Giving and giving oneself, for freeing, freeing oneself and balance oneself
- 544 Paying intensely attention to the gifts of the sun and the moon
- 545 Anything succeeds to me there is always a sky round that can make company at me
- 546 If you close the door to all the errors, also the truth remains outside -R.Tagore-
- 547 Also from the dreams is possible to extract nuggets of gold
- 548 Today I have spoken a robin who answered to me listening for a long time (still attentive)
- 549 To become curious of what is a kite and to contracts patiently one of them day after day, one that be ours, that “true”, that " just one ", that us renders able to fly... as it knows
- 550 To respect is also to love the faults of the others, in which we are often reflected ourselves with the ours. It could be a way to learn to love ourselves better
- 551 Realizing the impossible one is " the more wonderful " thing that we can do on the surface of the earth -BeverlyTucker-
- 552 The laughter is the shock absorber that eases the blows of life
- 553 My freedom is "the your", your freedom "is the mine"
- 554 Perhaps... the others smile at me at from the streets corners
- 555 Autumn: leaves that give us the magic of the wind
- 556 Autumn: to the magical flight of a leaf that falls, astonished the time halts... and awaits
- 557 If we invent our own joy accepting the help of the others, we render the others participants to our joy.
- 558 When you are in contact with the love in you, you can better perceive the love in the other
- 559 The water falls in drops... but not always
- 560 Perhaps, the astonishment can attenuate also the fear of the death
- 561 Realising each day “a new life” does the man wise
- 562 To work it so that the life is new every day, perhaps it creates a wise person

Drops of dew happiness born and distilled from the book “A fire green and cool”
of Robindronath Tagore-Book editore-Italia

- 563 Creating a toy of paradise on the earth
- 564 The fireflies ramble searching with determination someone. And we?
- 565 What that is your gift will remain eternal in the memories of the other
- 566 What that I have received is my imperishable treasure
- 567 In the whirling storm of the sand of the barren words, the wayfarer lies down in the powder
- 568 Also those who are small generate great shadows if the sun is low
- 569 With the wind of the forest returns the invite with cheers of joy
- 570 The wind returning, with amazement recognize the scent of the forest
- 571 Every butterfly flying from branch to branch brings in various letters the alphabet of spring
- 572 The banks of grass wish as mate the current of the river
- 573 The current of the river sings the song of praise of the ocean
- 574 The shy earth kowtows with a curtsy, in the blessing of the light, in the bath of the dew
- 575 Walking on the banks of the horizon I observe the wonderful clouds without riches
- 576 In those transparent sun beams I will see the one who the soul wants see without his eyes know it
- 577 The beat of the time joins to the sound of my dance
- 578 In the lap of the sky the moon laughs, lights and shadows dance on the water of the sea
- 579 In the night I saw as the dance of the light makes that the moon dance on the sea
- 580 The beat of the tambourine dance in your limbs
- 581 Remains a little of acquaintance of my life in your acquaintance
- 582 Your words come carried from the mad chattering of the beat of my blood
- 583 With that interlacing soap bubbles flows my life
- 584 The careful sky listen to the magical formula of the pale light that cannot be understood
- 585 Where there are ancient history much that watch in the space to mouth sluice you lost
- 586 In the lap of the infinite remains the weather whit his veiled visage
- 587 In the rose-colored sky the songs of the near forest remained overwhelmed in the hope of rising of a new sun
- 588 Speak to me! I don’t know the language of the words that you have not said!
- 589 In you I have perceived the mystery of the creation, glory of the existence of the universe
- 590 The time without aim, the sky without limit, the light without sleep, has joined for taking body in you
- 591 At noon, watches in the pond, on the dense layers of moss, the game of the bugs
- 592 Under the weight of the good will its spirit is closed like a cloud astonished full of attended of the donation of himself
- 593 Tender tears, unfathomable game companions of the smiles, spread dumbfound shadows before the black eyelashes
- 594 His eyes speak. The gestures of his arms say many things
- 595 When s(he) moves his/ her feet, they emit words that find again themselves from leaf to leaf of the forest, words that wave in the rice fields
- 596 Walking on foot seems that it makes something like a gift to the powder ground
- 597 The ingenuous lie removes the malicious gossip
- 598 All the waves of joy of the eyes of all the world are come for being seen in woman shape
- 599 S(he) knows the language that speak the leaves of the plants
- 600 Firm in the pain and the displeasures, its patience is full of happiness that disperses all the weights of the worries.
- 601 The rhythm of the first creation carried in its limbs the dance of the stars, and the rainbow, at the end of the rain, carried his body on the earth
- 602 In your new life the words that compose the universe today have accomplished themselves in new hopes
- 603 ... and the mysterious play of the universe wishes appear in the places of the feast of the people
- 604 Joining my wings of dream to the rhythm of your song
- 605 In the air of the song the near joins the far away
- 606 Within the pale presence of the fog, the horizon cries
- 607 At the horizon today a humble and thin moon’s wire silently suggests to us the words that we have to say
- 608 The song that I sung, I don’t know when, to the south wind returns and returns again nearby to me at the end of this autumn
- 609 A dense shadow has taken body of dream within your deep
- 610 Oh! exciting rainbow, your body of fantasy had birth in the light and shadow
- 611 In the forest covered of fog, it is possible to find withered flowers, rests in them a dew drop
- 612 The love of the universe is without death, also you are immortal
- 613 You can feel the sound of the time road
- 614 Mine is the clay of the earth, if with it we creates a immortal image, the time of the evening will perhaps not find obstacles
- 615 Yourself today will compose, with a little of my memories, your words stolen from the dreams
- 616 Here, atom for atom is my gift. The tenderness moments are filled up drinking sip after sip from the offer of my heart
- 617 What I have given to you are your gift; how much the more you have received, much more you have made me your debtor
- 618 How many times you have left the design of your feet on the powder of the road of my destiny
- 619 Only today I have filled up that tray of freedom carrying it to my great death
- 620 You filling up the eyes have carried tears, you have tightened to your chest a unbearable fire holocaust
- 621 In the branches of the forest suddenly raised in outbreak the whims of the spring wind
- 622 The door that you opened going, not will close itself by no means, it will be with the stiff ear towards the road in the hope of your return
- 623 All the time on the sea shore you will collect pebbles and fill up the tray of a cargo of shells of various colour
- 624 You are perhaps forgetting the stars that are on the sides of the sky!
- 625 The lazy, tired earth spreads the garments under the plants
- 626 It seems to feel among the branches of the garden the flute that sounds the end of the day

Drops of dew happiness arrived with the wind and catched here ad there from Terenzio Formenti

- 627 Meeting the other as mystery to live with wonder and to mirror with disposability
- 628 The person with whom we fall in love is that one that opens and /or open wide to us the doors of himself as universe and of the entire universe
- 629 The first necessity of the man is the superfluous one. -Albert Einstein-
- 630 " Not there is a life that at least for a moment not be immortal. The death is always in delay of that moment " -Marcello Gambetti-
- 631 Nothing is more constant of the temporary one
- 632 The routine weaves to us every day a cobweb in the pupils
-Marta Toppelberg-
- 633 Living is not necessary, but is necessary creating
- 634 From the presence of the finite can be deduced the presence of the infinite. The important is to think it like play space and not like abyss
- 635 It is beautiful teaching to fly to a young sparrow because, in its freedom, my participation is already implicit
- 636 Every day that we live is a special occasion, don’t leaving that it gets lost
- 637 Thanks you why you exist, give me a sign so that I can feel that I also exist
- 638 the love frees in us dreams and roots -Elisa Cantarin-
- 639 What are you doing? Nothing. I watch in Hush the slow sliding of one little solitary white cloud in a clear sky. -Tomaso Urso-
- 640 What are you thinking? Nothing. I chase the little cloud that seems cotton-wool, suspended and dispersed in a nearly unreal blue, that slides changing features in the play of the wind. And shadow doesn’t make.
- 641 What are you awaiting? Nothing. I am only waiting that the dream be melted with the fading of the cloud tired to play with the wind.
- 642 If I don’t want annoy myself for the things that are repeated, I can invent something new
- 643 You are the eternal child, that sees all with wonder. All for the first time -Giovanni Pascoli-
- 644 Suffices to me one caress... one caress... one caress...
- 645 Feeling the caress of every breath that grazes us
- 646 We can be sun and/or shadow for the others, but not always the sun is better of the shadow
- 647 Render to me my colours -Manuela-
- 648 The exception can become rule, but it always must be used with love
- 649 Playing also with " the evil ", if necessary, for doing of it a shadow of well and light
- 650 Cut in two pieces the world for meeting again in the other part
-Roberta Scorranese-
- 651 Of you I have the memory of the profile of a body carved in a flash of glass
- 652 Belonging to oneself also in the mirror enclosed in our look -Roberta Scorranese-
- 653 Timorous my hand carves in your body your entire universe. -Roberta Scorranese-
- 654 Our lives swivel with the memory if nothing gets lost in the empty between the day and its night -Roberta Scorranese-
- 655 My becoming is being totally here, and with astonishment, in this infinite present in which I never was before
- 656 The universe plays at full time, and seems seriously.... And us?
- 657 It is in the hard work of the travel and the choice of its branches that is possible to find the Sense of the life (Li Po - Chinese poet)
- 658... if music derives from a great dissonance, we can call it love -Arturo Carrera-
- 659 Let me to enlighten your infinite, your laught that renders you infinite -Arturo Carrera-
- 660 The must beautiful travel is when we go one towards the other -Mr Shin - Korea-
- 661 The game... the game... our games… are our essence, our existence -Ellen Keller-
- 662 If we can succeed to fly why we remain so attached to the things?
- 663 …and give freedom to your " soul" of singing, dancing and taking a bath!
- 664 Being here totally in order to harmonize the understanding with the acting
- 665 Being for acting, acting for being
- 666 Changing for being and being for changing
- 667 We don’t work or think with the body, but we are a body that works and thinks
- 668 Does not paint what appears, but what we feel
- 669 Existing is realising the emotions
- 670 I walk at the discovery of enchanted landscapes
- 671 The borders of the infinite are: to watch and to see with the illusions what is not possible watching and seing with the eyes and touching and seizing with the hands.
- 672 The poetical astonishment is that one of feeling oneself in the infinite here and now and not elsewhere and in an other time
- 673 For whom that travels the stars are a points of reference, for the artist who lives or sleeps in us, are useful for constructing in all or partially his or her existence
- 674 Intonate our song to the rhythm of our wings of dream
- 675 Repeating oneself for surviving, creating for living
- 676 It needs to have the chaos within oneself for generating a dancing star -Nietzsche-
- 677 If we want to play with the others and that the others play with us, can be important learning to play with ourselves
- 678 The door that has been opened at the beginning of the life will be closed at the end of our days, and not before
- 679 My become is a being totally here, and with astonishment, in this never ending present in which I was never before now
- 680 It seems hard to exert oneself between finite and infinite, perhaps is “simply" a finding or at least a searching harmony between limit and desire
- 681 Considered that we know of having to die. Why not living in fullness our life
- 682 We can shut the eyes and watching or inventing the images that appear on the screen of our eyelids... shut
- 683 Loving the others is an art. To love oneself is also " love for the art ": the art of patiently creating the harmony-disharmony of our universe
- 684 So that our " free time " may be really free it is necessary that we place there our freedom
-Fausto Manara-
- 685 Trespassing those prohibitions that hamper acquaintances, emotions and the search of the new one. -Fausto Manara-
- 686 Returning to find ourselves knot like when we were been born for trying to dress new cloths
- 687 The best of the life is what succeeds while we think to an other think . -Oscar Wilde- Why not consider it ?
- 688 Sometimes I think that the clouds are born within our soul...   -Paola Bracci-
- 689 The happiness belongs to an absolute world beyond the forms and the power of these on our life 
-Patrizio Paoletti-
- 690 While the multiple vicissitudes of the life change continuously, the happiness is always there, constant point of reference
- 691 Happiness “is” taking care of the life and “isn’t” preoccupying of the life  -Patrizio Paoletti-
- 692 If my world is all what I don’t have, I have nothing¸ if my world is all what I have, I have all
-Patrizio Paoletti-
- 693 My world am I in connection with all what encircles me -Patrizio Paoletti-
- 694 You must be happy if do you want the happiness: for going where you want, you must be that place. -Patrizio Paoletti-
- 695 The wonder is not in the things or in the others, it is in the eyes of whom watches them, child or adult who is. -Gabriella Magrini in the "review allurelle "-
- 696 The wonder is totally here in the eyes that let themselves be surprised from the beauty of the world. -Gabriella Magrini-
- 697 Without eyes that see it, that watch it, than create it, there is no beauty -Gabriella Magrini-
- 698 Welcome me like a feather that flies in the chaos -Roberta Scorranese-
- 699 ... without fear, without oblivion, in the house of the time is the past, under your foot that dance
-Juan Gelman-
- 700 Loving, allowing that the other love us and living in a way that the other may love us is the best investment that we can do during our life

Drops distilled and caught in free association from the book:
Osho: the silences of the water that flows - "News Service Corporation" Italian Edition

- 701 Listening to the silences of the water that flows
- 702 I listen to the wind, I listen to the wind of my soul
- 703 Perhaps the particular function that is consonant to the life can be to find the immortal hidden behind each instant -Osho-
- 704 The moon wanders around the pond that vanishes in the night
- 705 Dew of autumn, spring breeze. It is impossible to interfere -Nibutsu-
- 706 Even if you remain apart the world is yours. -Buman-
- 707 Dream at noon a dragonfly on a rock
- 708 The flute without holes is the most difficult to play -Poet Zen-
- 709 My way is turned to North East , straight ahead to the stars
- 710 The mind is the sound of the breeze that whistles between the pines in a picture in china ink
- 711 Extract limpid water from the abysses of the fire
- 712 A butterfly enters in my heart and prepares itself to cross the sea. It fades. I return to myself
- 713 Dancing in harmony with the dance of stars and trees
- 714 Try to see with your eyes the flowers of reed in the moonlight
- 715 A thief has escaped from my body: The gentleman of the nothing has a dark face
- 716 Butterfly: a fallen leaf that has returned to the branch
- 717 Birth of the art: the chorus of the planters of rice, a chorus that is born from the nothing
- 718 Dew drops: what other can wash better the powder from the world
- 719 Although my legs are faint, I go there where the flowers bloom -Osho-
- 720 If you want know the way that arrives to the mountain top you must ask at the man who covers it ahead and behind
- 721 Simply you must empty "is " of its meant and not to take " is not " as too much real
- 722 Everywhere in the world the smile that we use for the welcome is also a goodbye
- 723 In my bamboo hut ten feet large this spring there is nothing, but there is all
- 724 In the old pond, a frog jumps: large Hush
- 725 The moon in the water, broken and still broken, nevertheless is always present
- 726 The sea at spring during all the day raises and falls, sure, raises and    -Buson-
- 727 In the intimate of the fire dwells a hidden spring
- 728 Oh my eternal I, standing in front of me, since the first tender glance you were my secret love
- 729 The water is alive, the eyes of the willow are greens
- 730 After having seen the moon my shadow wends towards house with me
- 731 This is " the true hidden light ". Not know any reason for "having to do" something
 

Dew drops 2002

- 732 To be river: a long line that crosses snow-covered fields
- 733 Ten years of dreams in the forest. Now at the lakeshore: laughing, laughing a new laughter
- 734 In the bamboo basket without bottom I put the candid moon
- 735 In the bowl of the mind essence I store pure breeze
- 736 The true miracles are those that happen spontaneously in the silences of the heart
- 737 That the dusks change themselves in light is an incredible experience
- 738 Also this ancient pine idly perhaps dreams
- 739 Seated in the hush without making nothing, comes the spring and the grass grows alone
- 740 Where is the wealth of the encounter between "it is " and " it isn’t ", not even the wises can know it
- 741 The bones of the empty are scattered everywhere
- 742 It is beautiful to feel that breathing it is to breathe just to be there, just to exist
- 743 Looking and seeing the evening that is approaching-to
- 744 Earing the song of the heart in the night
- 745 It is not the poet who composes the poetry, but is the poetry that composes the poet
- 746 Are sufficient little holes in a hollow bamboo for creating a musical instrument
- 747 Also the existence has just its own sound and its own music if we listen in Hush the Hush of its sound without sound
- 748 That every moment becomes a vibrating moment of dance!
- 749 The dance of the rain preannounces the sun
- 750 The mind is wind that hisses between the pines. The thoughts are paths traced on the water or on the sand of a desert moved from the wind
- 751 The clouds go and come, but the sky remains and also he is ashmed of being so small
- 752 One scarecrow even can seem beautiful in a night of moon... but he is not a man
- 753 The true art that is hidden in the harmony is the dis-harmony
- 754 If you go, if you be at the source of the things jou are joined to the cosmos and perhaps are immenser of the cosmos
- 755 If you are in absolute Hush all what happens assumes one new coloration, it become birth of the art
- 756 Also the most common stones speak to the man silently
- 757 The entire existence, alones or with the others can becomes a chorus, a enchantment
- 758 The essence seems to be the empty, but it is in the empty that you join intimately to your cosmic soul and to the cosmos that belongs to them
- 759 We are small sounds in large silences and large silences among small sounds
- 760 The glare of the moon can go in fragments thousand times nevertheless in the more intimate essence of our being the moon is full and perfect as always
- 761 A lovedrop belongs to an oceanic love. Why to place limits to its expansion
- 762 Perhaps, only the lovers to whom never were granted the encounter are remembered in the centuries for their " eternal " love
- 763 The true alchemy of the life is to know to manage the game between " mask and face "
- 764 Why to limit oneself dancing and singing without joining to the song and the dance of the cosmos
- 765 Also in the Hush, the most abysmal one, when nobody is near to me, my shadow will accompany me
- 766 Like river who flows towards the ocean also we belong to him. We walk dancing, we proceed with joy... The ocean waits for us without eagerness. And if we are belated, than to be belated it is also one of our choice
- 767 It is important to have one laughter, one laughter always new for that entire world with which we try to play, knowing of possess it and continuing to search it
- 768 Our greater treasure depends from the ability to carry out every day " a new awakening ", one new birth
- 769 Play all the games and break all the games invented from all traditions. Truly all the games belong to you and the play also
- 770 A full moon entering in the forest does not move not even a blade of grass
- 771 A full moon entering in the water like glare, do not provoke the minimal ripple, but it promotes " an awakening "
- 772 You are always the one who observes. If you observe the one who observes, one of the two is not other that the mind that is defining " the observer ", while the other is the true observer
- 773 Not are nothing that remains of the knowledge if not the taste of the things that we perceive
- 774... and a woman, laggiù, in the light of the moon, reads a letter... and the Hush dilates itself
- 775 The dewdrop gets lost in the ocean in the moment in which the ocean gets lost in the dewdrop -Kabir-

Drops drawn and distilled in free association from ‘Scents of mountain', the Anthology of the poets of Mussomeli

- 776 If I listen the hush I would savour the taste of the fruits cultivated along sunny slopes -Giuseppe Messina-
- 777 We tell sadnesses while the dewdrops sprinkle meadows of dream -Giuseppe Messina-
- 778 Who knows where we will be tomorrow? Will be still dawns and sunsets, nights and days and twilights still inviting to see things never seen, to hear voices and songs and sounds.   -Giuseppe Messina-
- 779 The joy is light of faces among furtive tears. -Giuseppe Palermo-
- 780 Three guitars play a vague joy. Three guitars cry. -Giuseppe Palermo-
- 781 Which skin for spell notes, mine, your? -Giuseppe Palermo-
- 782 I will construct a world with the tact of your hands. And the rain will not be tears and the sigh will not be pain. -Giuseppe Messina-
- 783 The flowers don’t hear the crying of the wind, the deaf stalk don’t breaks, and the wind, embraces the rain when the leaves shake rivolets of tears. -Giuseppe Palermo-
- 784 I met the time at the tavern of the dreams, it played cards with the wind: I had planets and clouds, the wind comets and hopes, the time lustres and centuries. -Giuseppe Palermo-

Drops drawn and extracted from Terenzio Formenti from the book ' Meteor 2000 '
of the literary Group 'Meteor'of Palazzolo sull‘Oglio (BS)

- 785 As a river I possess quiet islands between canes and caresses of grass on the sides
-Vanda Guaraglia-
- 786 Lost, vagrant drops flow slowly; gentle, pacific weddingbed, the sea receives them in the sea 
-Fabrizio Orlandi-
- 787 Swans: thin movements on the water, run after breaths and chase one silent wisdom.
-Alessia Biasiolo-
- 788 Glimmering of dew, crystalline magic, echoes of far veils, reflexes at rain of a hidden world
-Primina Foresti-
- 789 Rainbows of quivers, clouds... of smiles. -Savino Frigeni-
- 790 The time was there. He asked me who I am, I answered sincere:- Now I live the years backwards. 
-Biasiolo Alessia-
- 791 The dream, impetuous torrent, trace paths, scratching in every direction until emerging to the sky, and leaving on the ground a heavy air, frozen in ancient convictions. -Fulvio Fapanni-
- 792... and with closed eyes I would still want fall in love: not for being I to love, but for feeling me loved.
- 793 Earth: the beauty has been with us today. A May-bug on a dry leaf, crossed from a feather of light. 
-Monica Andreis-
- 794 I conserve between the hands some crumbs of sun. -Veronica Abondio-
- 795 We go up there under the cherry-tree, and listen softly ours Hush. -Margi Battistella-
- 796 Tired for yours wandering , on the earth you have laid down yourself in the warm sleepless embrace and watching the sky you have strewed yourself of water and clouds. -Chiara Innocenti-
- 797 Opened we have the hearts to the sincerity... discovering how the white and the black, take well our colours... our scents... our desires. -Michele Montenero-
- 798 There was a day when my joy became azure as the air -Matteo Costeniero-
- 799 There is an harmony where there isn’t dissimility? -Lydia Buelli-
- 800 The time records a legend in the wind that shakes the leaves. -Alda Fortini-
- 801 I watch in the depth of a garden and run among the clouds that light extinguish themselves in the wind drake that flies far away. -Alda Fortini-
- 802 The wind carried away what I didn‘t gave as gift. -Domenico Novali-

Drops drawn and extracted from Terenzio Formenti from the book “De adentro... ...hacia afuera” by Lucilla Pia - Colombia

- 803 Sometimes we don‘t know why we write... or why we draw... we only know that this makes us feel well and we do it
- 804 I am here present , writing, watching, listening. But I don‘t nothing of these things... Simply I have given a hand to you, and we have begun to walk together for the path of the feelings and the dreams
- 805 I have learned to watch in the eyes of the people, to discover in them; thousand things...
- 806 Slow cames down the evening, leaving clear the night... and beautiful the moon.
- 807 I leave that the water runs from the tap within my hands. I take and I leave that it pass, finally I fill up my hands of this water and I wash my face

Dew-drops caught and distilled in free from the collection of poems 'In this instant' 
of the poet Rodrigo Campos Alvo - Argentina

- 808 I search and I don‘t find between my sheet nobody who that may be not only I
- 809 It is so, the things fly and fly, and the river always carries the cargo to its destiny, now and always
- 810 One, ten, hundred doors are opened. And the mine which will be?
- 811 My laugh flies until to encounter oneself with your figure
- 812 That what isn‘t possible: to generate without feelings, to feel without flying, to laugh without dreaming
- 813 And within... is felt to flow; and it flows and it flows until becoming
source, the water source of the worldly life, than moves oneself, that dies naturally, that laughs and that cries...
- 814 Waters of the river... fills up to me within...

Dewdrops born after the reading of the books:
Osho ‘Il libro dell’armonia interiore’ Edizioni del Cigno
and Bhagwan Shree Rajnesh ‘Tantra: La comprensione suprema’. Edizioni Bompiani

- 815 Remember to ourselves that central core perceived in a moment of serenity, and therefore strengthened, to take to the the way again, to live... to learn to live and to be deeply in this life
- 816 Watching two gulls that before the inbreeding arrive wonderfully to an agreement of their flight , we remember also that it is possible and important, in the spaces of the love, to dance in harmony with the wind
- 817 It’s important to think to the phenomena, to all the phenomena, as if they were also dreams and shadows
- 818 What we do, do it like if we ride our breath
- 819 We try to dissolve in the ocean of our own existence
- 820 We try to maintain and to change our inclinations, all the time of our life
- 821 It is important be able to put continuously the question: - But than, what will I do when older
- 822 It is inportant to change our existential modality passing from thinking to feeling
- 823 If we cover a way with intensity we will notice that the trees around ' bloom' in whichever season. The same thing can happen if we cover a path among the people. Perhaps …
- 824 The man is the only animal that can continue to live also only of illusions
- 825 It is important non to be satisfaied only to know and want to know, but to cultivate the ability to remain surprised, amazed and astonished
- 826 the man is also a rope to jump and to cover like the acrobat
- 827 A dream is not only something to interpret, but a piece of life live, to live again and to extend
- 828 Those that don’t propose to themselves a goal, can equally reach it if they know how ‘flow’ inventing every day their course
- 829 Also the other belongs to my dream and as such it is a part of me
- 830 The mind is momentary, but become eternal if belongs to a
body-person
- 831 Passing from doing, from being what I see, to photograph it and also to photograph it to mirror
- 832 Some time in order to feel well is enough to stay alone in silence with the others
- 833 Perhaps also the mutual intuition belongs to the cosmic knowledge
- 834 Submitting every day ourselves intensely to the ‘massage of the caos’ like the principle of the order and of the disorder
- 835 Putting oneself before the mirror and watch what we can see within closing the eyes
- 836 What of different can we do when something of the unknown enters in the known that singing and dancing
- 837 Become a hollow bamboo cane, empty within, and when you will become hollow, divine lips will come near to you and the bamboo cane will becomes a flute and the song will have beginning
- 838 Seated, to sluices eyes try to feel who you are and where you are
- 839 The truth have no need of tests, but of your love
- 840 Live moment for moment with the conscience that you aren’t alone... in the universe
- 841 You thought at one of your friend and you would have the intention to see him and meet him and suddenly he knocks here to your door. Perhaps, like in the dreams, your thoughts create the world that surrounds you.
- 842 The clouds that ramble in the sky don’t have roots, but houses
- 843 The obscurities of the centuries cannot veil the splendour of the sun
- 844 the dreams are 'madness’ that nourishes our normality
- 845 Like a hollow bamboo cane, allow that your cane may be ready to receive new things
- 846 The present world is all. Enjoy the present and the beauty of the ordinary things
- 847 Small great things: to walk on the meadow when the dew still is not yet evaporated and feeling the textile of the grass
- 848 Feeling the contact with the earth, the freshness of the dew drops and the breath of the morning
- 849 To lay in our bed feeling the contact with the sheets that absorbs the heat of our body. At sluices eyes feeling simply to exist
- 850 The adult asks the child where he runs, but the child does not go to no part. He lives. The child enjoys simply his energy that is expresses in the time and outside from the time.
- 851 The mouth is a part of the body much meaningful one because it is the point where the first activity was put down: the first breath, the cry, the going towards the maternal breast
- 852 The life is not a channel, but a river that digs its own bed. A channel is a habit life
- 853 Regarding to the happiness the money is surely an advantage. With the money we choose the unhappiness that we prefer
- 854 The conscience or cosmic knowledge is the ocean in which nobody is a island. We meet ourselves and we dip one in the other without borders
- 855 The creativity for a simple and natural man is easy. Whichever thing he makes is creation
- 856 The creative, calm, absorbed within himself, in every place feels himself like at home, for him every moment is a moment of cosmic creativity.

Dew-drops picked from Terenzio Formenti in the Review “Campo Grupal” 1st year Nr. 2

- 857 There is who cross the forest and does not sees wood for the fire -Leone Tolstoi-
- 858 The art is a catastrophe of the sense.
- 859 If an author isn’t interesting for us, has not written for us
- 860 The long peregrinations render the men discreet -Miguel de Cervantes-
- 861 If you want obtain considerable effects, not do always the same things
-862 The science " standardizes " the reality finding its norms, the poetry renders it freer and freeing discovers at the same time the exceptions. - Eugenio Trias-
- 863 The best way to await someone or something is to go towards -Manuel Trejo -
- 864 A poem is a letter of love to the world. -Charles Chaplin-
- 865 Off cours the only wall are you. If you don’t jumps over it, never you will succeed to do a single step. 
-Luis A Spinetta-
- 866 The habit weaves for us every day a cobweb in the pupils -Oliverio Girondo-
- 867 As began the fire? I don’t know, it was already all in flames when I approached -Charly García-
- 868 The life is what goes while we are occupied with other problems -John Lennon -
- 869 Every progress is a sort of failure -Robert Browning-
- 870 The true mystery of the world is not in the invisible, but in the visible -Oscar Wilde-
- 871 The one who, for living, has a “why”, will find nearly always a “how”
- 872 The words don‘t make so that the man understands them, is necessary to grow man for understanding the words
- 873 Are not the things that upset us, but the opinions that we have of them.
- 874 Are you already arrived to feel yourself successfully in front of the difficulties? - inscription found on a stone in Tibet
- 875 you ask to me why I buy rice and flowers? I buy rice for living and flowers for having something for living
- 876 The confusion is the clearest thing -Graffiti-
- 877 The beauty is in the eye of the observer
- 878 Since when I study the unconscious I find myself very concerned to myself
- 879 What is the touching, than, what is the feeling an other body?

Dew-drops picked from Terenzio Formenti in the Review “Campo Grupal” 2nd year, Nr.7

- 880 we cannot speak about the pain, but we can sing of the pain - Andrè Maurois-
- 881 The atmosphere trembles with the first word, generated with panic and groan.
- 882 More than active adepts persons, we lack of affected adepts persons
- 883 Beloved imagination, what I love more in you is that you don’t forgive never.
- 884 The primeval words don’t mean things, but they indicate relations
- 885 The idea of a definitive text sends back or to the religion or the exhaustion
- 886 To pronounce a word is like executing a note on the keyboard a of the imagination
- 887 Poetry must be realized from everyone
- 888 Every solid sublimes in the air
- 889 The culture is what remains after having forgotten what was learned
- 890 The life is not a meaning, it is a wish
- 891 Who knows knotting, knots without a complicated knot.
- 892 How much effort for arriving to the principle. -Bertold Brecht-
- 893 The insignificant details? They generate strong emotions - Riccardo Piglia -
- 894 The poet is the one who breaks off, for us, the custom. - Saint John Perse-
- 895 How the word joy ran wide and free for your body.
- 896 Where have you hidden the clear green of the days, where have you hidden the life that extinguishes itself in your look? - Ferreira Gulla-
- 897 With my hand I want give to this landscape the small wound of the happiness.
- Leonor García Hernando-
- 898 “Pity” for us who explore the frontier of the unreal - Apollinaire-

Dew-drops picked from Terenzio Formenti in the Review “Campo Grupal” 2nd year, Nr.8

- 899 The poetry is indispensable, but I would want to know for what. -Jean Cocteau-
- 900 Sometimes I think, sometimes I am -Paul Valery-
- 901 The man is the addition of his imaginations
- 902 The brain is for importance my second organ. - Woody Allen
- 903 The human nature changes: that is what we know of it - Epicuro -
- 904 The laugh is the shorter distance between two persons. -Bernard Shaw -
- 905 The love is the architect of the universe - Esiodo -
- 906 The deepest of the human person is the skin. - Paul Valery -
- 907 The problems are an opportunity for demonstrating what that is known. - Duke Ellington-

Dew drops arrived with the wind and catched here and there from Terenzio Formenti

- 908 The friend of the wisdom is also friend of myths.
- 909 The happiness? There is when one sees another and is able" to spy from his/hers heart”
-Cesare Lievi-.
- 910 In the meantime the happiness, untouchable , runs among the people without speaking
- Paola Carmignani-... but there is who feels it and hears it
- 911 No, my flowers will finish, but will not stop my songs. I, singer raise them, they multiply themselves, scatter themselves. -Nezahualcoyotl-
- 912 He were a great one ' homo ludens', he played with all... even with the energy
- 913 If someone is tired too much for donating to you a smile , try you to give one to him. Nobody has more need of smiles than who that does not have more, neither for himself nor for giving
- 914 The time: toy of sun, present, full and infinite
- 915 The memory is poetry that becomes also intuition, premonition, word, written, and eternal body of an humanity on way

Dew-drops caught and distilled in free association from the book
"Scrittori in erba" : Friends of Spartaco - Lubrina Editore

- 916 "... knots in the leaves being able to rub oneself against the trees... " -Barraco Massimiliano -
- 917 To be reconciled with the water of the clouds... small clouds, and clear drops of suspended seas 
-Barraco Massimiliano-
- 918 ... move in hush for not disturbing the lovers whom we love. -Barraco Massimiliano-
- 919 Where is the tender cradle where each morning is born our sun? -Sabrina Bonaiti-
- 920 Creating oneself every day even if with hard work the certainty of the illusion that as the crystal breaks up and as the air disperses himself... -Sabrina Bonaiti-
- 921 I can be fire in the centre of human circle -Daniele Lusardi-
- 922 The love is also to want just our good, together with the other, the others

Dew drops arrived with the wind and catched here and there from Terenzio Formenti

- 923 Living is also to cohabit with what that gives more fear to us, our absence
- 924 Living is: being in the present seeing it with pupils of infinity
- 925 Living is to cut long capers on the sense of the world
- 926 Living the life is to cultivate two souls: one knows how to remain grabbed hold to revolving skies and the other that escapes away transforming itself in incessant shadow that follows our steps and that cannot be treaded on
- 927 Watching the child who watches the sea is to learn to watch. -Vittorio Merlo-
- 928 Trying to put the wings the risk is learning to fly
- 929 Watching the woman playing with the sea it is possible learning to plunge in the universe.
- 930 Living and co-living joyously with the body-person can means to go also on the moon without being and becoming a robot
- 931 the defects of the other renders him/her interesting and significant
- 932 The love is the salt of the life, essential for giving some spice to the reality -Van Gogh-
- 933 If I came to the world also only for giving to you the gift of the smile, also that would perhaps be enough for me.
- 934 If you fear death devote yourself intensely to the live, you will have little time and need for thinking to it.
- 935 Give me a sunflower driven crazy of light -U. Saba-
- 936 "Not follow the path of the custom, trace something various one and leaves your trace to follow "
- 937 When we are living something of beautiful, may be important that we try to give to it a colour, a taste, a odour. They will be able to help us to remember
- 938 Do you like to seize with a hand the horizon or to dance on its line?
- 939 In order not to run the risk to trespass the frontier we try to dance on the line of the border
- 940 Also the shadow that precedes and follow a beautiful person expresses his/hers inner light
- 941 While we converse together escapes envious the time, is better take advantage of today and entrust ourselves, less possible that we can, at tomorrow
- 942 Love: nest and node of the universe, universe: node and nest of the love.
- 943 To be able to attend, but to know also to go encounter to the person or the situation that we attend
- 944 If we are available to the thought and the positive action we try to see the half empty glass like glass full till the half.
- 945 The massage: language of the pores as dialogue and communication
- 946 To be father and mother of the little eternal baby who is in us feeling him, and do that he may be born and re-born day after day
- 947 Creating and recreating every day the child who is in us watching the children to watch
- 948 Why we notice of living only when the things go badly?
- 949 Perhaps is the dynamic masculine-feminine that causes not only the turning of the head, but also of the entire world and universe
- 950 My memories are like doors that open in the night. - Aviv Guefen-
- 951 Doing of the death that plays hide-and-seek with the life the right and joyful playing hide-and seek of the life.
- 952 Perhaps the true permanent revolution is just a normality that always is to invent!
- 953 In the love the must frightful disaster is the death of the imagination!
- 954 the life was invented in order to be filled up of fantasy!
- 955 Having a tail differentiates often the animals from the man, but is the ability of forming the queue that differentiates sure the man from the animals
- 956 In the life is important to do place also "to the snake that / clings / to mine apple three / and offers me / the word " Diego Bastianutti
- 957 To realize that also a simple saying thanks can be important for us and for the others
- 958 To pay attention that each of us, who was born original, does not become a copy of oneself
- Beverly Tucker -
- 959 Seed, seed: the important is to seed, a little, a lot, or all, the grain of the hope - Dario Paganini -
- 960 the skin is not only the part more deep of the body, but also the nearest to infinite.
- 961 The flowers of the meadow renders the universe a meadow of flowers
- 962 Do we so that the light of the speed does not cancel the shadow of the slowness and that the light of the slowness does not cancel the shadow of the speed
- 963 With the hope we assume the risk to be protagonists of our own humanity - Tonino Zana-
- 964 The life choice of the hope is laborious and slow. -From “La speranza” by Francesco Alberoni-
But it is also playful and joyful
- 965 The hope is the prophetic aspect of the life: to begin again the activity of inventing, of dreaming at opened eyes, of searching the beauty, of throwing again the utopia. - Alberoni -
- 966 The utopia of today can be the reality of tomorrow, but to do also so that the reality of today creates the premises of the utopia of tomorrow
- 967 To play with the custom in order to giving a birth to the creativity.
- 968 To use the present for shaking the past and creating the future
- 969 To play with the death because it is from this game that is born the creative sense of the life
- 970 To do of what we have learned (culture) the springboard of new creations
- 971 To do mistakes may be the leaven of new creative adventures
- 972 The positive one I see, the negative one I think. - Antonella Grioni-
- 973 To turn the obstacles and the disappointments in creative motivating energies. If in the torrent where not there are the pebbles we don’t enjoy the murmur
- 974 To do of the contrarieties the salt of the life, perhaps they are it. The stake is high but is possible to play it.
- 975 To render homage to our cosmic ancestors, meaning for such not only those people who are been born and died before us but particularly those that, in the time and out from the time soak the universe of astonishment and magic. And if we put also ourselves in list of waiting it!
- 976 The true wisdom consists in collecting every day precious moments. -Beverly Tucker-
- 977 "... To search and to recognize who and what, in the hell, is not hell, and do something because it may last , giving space to it.. "
- "Marianna Jelicich" from the book "Le città invisibili " by Italo Calvino -
- 978 the life is like the game of a piece of cork that trips on the ocean of the “eternal” doing the possible and the impossible one for choosing its own dance, alone and/or in company.
- 979 the life are we that “walk the world” trying to focus, with or without glasses, alone or not, and even also with the infrared beams, what we meet in our diuturnal wandering.
-980 Why don’t accept that sometimes a mistake can be a creative action of our unconscious one. 981 If every day we follow the tradition we run the risk of betray it. Try we to run the risk to invent every day something new!
- 982 Everyone of us has at least two souls. It would not put us out of order if every day, in the doubt of the choice, we made to work one third. We try! We could also be amused.
- 983 To find our personal and social harmony between freeing our destiny and making what the others expect from us.
- 984 If we engage a little ourselves, the next time it will go better. And so it will be wonderful!
- 985 the life is the game to offer in gift certainties to our uncertainties and uncertainties to our certainties.
- 986 A person cannot be happy alone, he/she need to distribute his/her happiness to the others.

Dew drops catched and/or distilled in free association from the book
“The monkey and the woman” - Peter Høerg - Mondadori

- 987 The animals distinguish themselves from the humans for one greater simplicity of their mental processes. It can be interesting not to forget it .
- 988 The joy of the child who plays does not derive from the fact that he don’t has conscience of the death He feels for instinct that the death, from alive, is a strong adversary, but not invincible.
- 989 We become adults only when we feel us free of living like “children”.
- 990 The living with harmony can be felt like a variant own of the eternity.
- 991 Herasmus, the monkey, spoke without to think, its language broke into him and beside them, at the shadow of the rhododendra there were the spirits of the celebrates Danish linguists, that he had made own with the language that Madeleine had taught to him.
- 992 We cannot never be satiated, we can only swing on the border between finite and infinite.
- 993 While Herasmus and Madeleine washed themselves, suddenly the light was disseminated. The dew evaporated. Then arrived: the warmth, the noises, smells to it, and the pulsations of the garden accelerated quickly.

Dew drops arrived with the wind and catched here and there from Terenzio Formenti

- 994 Perhaps the private paradise does not exist, must learn to live well in the paradise-hell of all the humans
- 995 When something of small is attempted, sometimes arrives something of great
- 996 We don’t stop to laugh why we become old, but become old why we stop to laugh -Beverly Tucker-
- 997 If from the very first moment an idea is not found absurd, then for her there is no hope.
-Albert Einstein-
- 998 the curiosity can render us every day various and creative
- 999 Don’t forget that we live in the universe and of the universe. Why we don’t listen the concert and don’t try to participate actively.
- 1000 This ocean contains 1000 drops, and it is not infinite. But the dew continuous comes down.
 
 
 
 
 

FROM THE DEW ALSO THE DESERT BLOOMS... A ROSE

In the night of the times a dew drop carried from the wind arrived in sight of the ocean. Seeing many drops it was intimidated and felt ashamed for its smallness. But the ocean, fallen in love at the first moment, gave a shell for collecting it in the valves attending that she, small drop, introduced to the neighbours, asked to play and blend with them in the harmony of the universe.
 
 

Drop nr. 0

THANK YOU

many thanks to you

who are reading me
looking me hearing me

you are sculpting me
whit your breath

why you are
you where you shall be
in the time and beyond the time
in the space and beyond the space…
of "our" universe

Terenzio Formenti

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