Traveling Wind

Wind,

You wave all the world’s seas with your whisper,

Mediterranean waters move like monks mediating in your marvel,

You awaken sleeping Cyprus trees who have fallen to rest in fall,

Monkeys limbo through their newly luscious leaves, no longer weak and crisper

Your beautifying breath kisses my cheeks into a ruby rose,

My face full of budding love and life,

You kiss even my nose,

Like Father nature kisses his wife,

Gently,

You shuffle through the Swiss Alps,

And through every mountain peak

You are eager energy, your energy never weak

You rush over the world, over me, over my scalp

Filling my mind with your mystique,

Existing before ancient Greek

You are not scared of time,

Wind, you are a world wonder.

I wish to be you wind,

To awaken myself to all the world,

To wherever I may blow through,

I will travel like you wind, untrapped by windows,

Qui io vengo (here I come)

To softly sail or to enthusiastically escapade,

Lets go wind,

andiamo. (let's go)

-Carolina Dominguez

Monday, March 28, 2011

colors of the wind

Padua
Dear Saint Anthony, 
something is lost and cannot be found, 
please come around and help me find_____.
Peace.
I have found peace in you,
I have found peace in Padua,
peace be with you,
peace be with me.
as I travel Italy
I take you with me.

Cinque Terre

I stared in the midnight darkness
this is beautiful
I said
over and over
it is beautful
I hiked in the mornings glory
glorious morning
it is beautiful
beautiful love
I'm falling in love
Gathering rocks, marbled marvels beaneath my feet
into my pocket
above the rocks
i stare into the sea
magnyfying my pocket
I stare at rocks bigger than me
waves
they are polished by the sea
I carry them with me
in my pocket
polishing me

Shacetra, sweet wine
Coffee martini, sweet crime
Hiking with you, lovely time
my time, me
a grape
aging into
sweet wine

Tuesday in Florence:

I didn't know where the wind would take me today. Does the wind take me or do I take it? We go together. I woke up, the wind was already awake. I had to catch up.
The wind was blowing to Tuscany, it brushed my face and took me with it.  I was hidden from the wind for about an hour and a half in Italian class but the second the doors opened I escaped with the wind.
I had no idea where the wind was taking me today... I thought it was to a study room to get some work done, but I had done work yesterday and I can do work whenever. I wandered with the wind to Firenze to teach the Firenze bambini l'inglese! Ganza! Sometimes they teach me more than I feel I am teaching them. Ganza, how cool!
Clara and Vicenze introduced Gia and I too their mothers. grabbing us by the hands and hugging us. I am hugged by the children, I am hugged by the wind. I am hugged by the world. Embracing it all.


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