As I close my eyes and dream of you
When I close my eyes and dream of you,
I see and feel what lingers in the sun,
as my thoughts drift, wandering...
Memories of childhood—
when life was lived in the moment,
carefree.
Times of youth,
where the natural and supernatural
mingled in the rocks of Valle della Luna,
and the dance of moon and sea
left an everlasting spiritual trace.
I remember New York,
and my children—
they remind me
how wondrous, how fantastic life can be.
Photographed on 35 mm film.