It is the utopia of time
that knows no age
the magical game
of light-heartedness and imagination.
A play of lights,
colors, emotions
of a past
that becomes present.
The dream, the illusion,
the mirage.
The whole,
or part of the whole
in the mysterious charm
of a small sphere.
Ideal concreteness
of clear transparencies
where suspended wander
infinite worlds.
Where essence becomes presence before the eyes of those who know how to look beyond.
Beyond tangible reality
to grasp the elusive,
in the awareness that caresses, unites, fuses!
As voices of the heart
told by the iris.