This came out suddenly, without too much thought…


I want to lose myself walking among the stars,

and drink from the Milky Way

ride on a comet and contemplate the universe,

then go back down to earth

and feel the salt of the sea,

the eastern breeze

and the trunks of the trees,

and the touch of the moss as I sit

in the forest, on the altarstone.


I want to love and care for the beauty

we’ve been given

and hand it over immaculate to our children,

and heal the wounds

made by thoughtlessness and greed,

by blindness and vanity,

and to call things by their name,

so that good people

may never be confused

or err again,

people who really know how to love.


Will you walk with me through beauty?


Hugs, kisses,



Alex Rovira