MAQ Magazine n. 14 / September 2019
The Railway Station of Dreams
Between you and me...
Someone dreamt incessantly.
The seasons of the planet emerged
At once from a single sketch
Painted only for us
With aromas, ether, solstice and puzzles.
Between you and me...
The cosmic whispers
And the light surrounds us with grace.
The hierophants were watching us
Through the whimpers of time.
The silent messengers stab the skies of millenia.
Us, travellers with smokey suitcases
Through the railway station of dreams .
by Diana Coatu