Woke up from that sleep, as if were reborn.
The muffled sensation has left us, but we had felt, a new lymph that it was flowing inside of us. In a sense we have had received a new blood. The blood: the real meaning of life.
The meaning that everything flows, the change.
We were looking at us, and someway, you had know what was happening better than me.
You had read it on the notebook of your grandma.
I was still dazed for which I was feeling.
My hearts was pumping hard, this new blood inside of me.
You have took my hands. Some tears fallen from my face. I had know that something of marvellous was happening, but still didn’t know what was.
It was something bigger than me.
With a thread of voice I’ve asked you: “What’s happening?”
You looked at me and with a whisper you have explained me: “I’ve read it on grandma notebook, never imagined that it could happen, for real: our lights, when they merged each other, they have, even merged our souls.
Our souls of nowadays with the past lives and… even with our future lives.”
Past, present and future in an unique flow.”
Slowly, we were looking at us, more aware of which what we were about to face up to.
Going downstairs, we had no know what we would have found.
With your beloved deep voice, at the end you have asked me softly: “Are you ready?”
I was still looking at you, while I was still assimilating what you had said me.
I taken your hands, and: “Embrace me tight.” I said you.”