I leave a message in a bottle.
Here.
On this beach ...
In an unspecified place,
which I am not explaining.
Where does not matter ...
But the content.
I leave my message.
In a white parchment ...
Because I have this hope ...
That sooner or later someone will read it.
Maybe in the future ...
When so many things of now have changed ...
When so many things now, they may already no longer exist.
When so many things of now,
they will have consequences in our future life.
I want to leave a testimony ...
A warning ...
It is a poem.
~
"To you who are reading.
These few lines of mine,
May they be a warning for you ...
An advice...
And a lesson.
In this new world ...
Digital.
Technological.
Keep the desire,
In appreciating simple things.
Happiness in being excited for a sunset ...
Or a music ...
Or a poem.
Kindness between people.
That was once common ...
But already now, it's fading.
The given word ...
Synonymous with fairness ...
And of integrity.
The promises ...
Already, hardly maintained.
The genuineness of the feelings.
Pure and intact ...
Not stained
from opportunism and selfishness ...
Neither from fear and shame.
But guided only by love ...
And from the desire to stay together ...
In spite of everything.
Keep these values ​​...
Life philosophy gems
Of the present ...
Precious diamonds
For your future. "
~
Here I stop ...
And I leave you this.
It is up to you to continue ...
Savoring every moment that will come to you as a gift.
Good life.

(Enrico Cattozzo)

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