When I think of my childhood
I go back in time and find myself in a green field
where I can hear an echo that reverberates in the air
it never stops
I can also see a light that dazzles me
it doesn’t allow me to see everything that I would like to see again
it all seems so blurred
where am I?
I recognize a reality that belongs to me
I see sparkles
I can relive those happy times
but they alternate with emptiness
dark rooms, without glimpses
echoing in the present
through dark times I wander
devoid of any light
a sense of nostalgia pervades me
I want everything like it used to be
so pure
so simple
so innocent
but I can’t go back
now I found myself in this enigmatic place
in the recesses of memory
the echoes of the past keep flowing in the present
both vivid and obscure
as the echo persist and the light softly gleams
I continue this journey, lost in nostalgic dreams