Pick up a flower

Let you warm up by the sun,

Let your tears are melted with the rain,

Let your thoughts free and let they fly together with the wind

Do not try to see beyond the fog.

Stop, and watch within you

You will see the most beautiful thing that can born

only from love,

mysterious as a star on which a dream is put down,

look, look well until the botton and you will find

the life.

Warm as an embrace, sweet beyond the sunset,

Simple like a caress, beautiful like a smile,

Joyful like children who run in the meadow in a festivity day,

Lonely and wonderful!

Let you pick up a flower in this beautiful day,

If you want, you can always do it.

Aika 2001

Dedicated to my son Francesco