Darkness enter the timeless room
A small story that woke me up in the middle of the night in Tuscany, near San Gimignano.

Photo by Thiago Araujo
Meters and meters away from homeI find myself where there’s no timeI opened the window for fresh airAs I am in complete darknessThat’s when Darkness itself entered the roomAn ancient caregiver of the land and timeIt just stands there, occupying its spaceIndistinguishable from its friend, the nightWhen you seek darknessit's because you've trapped your light insideAnd there it lies, waiting for you to wake upBlind, looking for the outside morning light that never comes