In this tidy bed filled with clean and simple smells, I have some rest from the chaos of the world outside.
Just like to find a shelter in a comfy shell, surrounded by the highest waves on the ocean so wide.
In the morning the nest is warm and really soft, as the window sends a weak light as good morning.
In the evening the lamp is on as I step into the room dark enough, looking at the sheets so empty and inviting.
I take out the pillow trying to give it a shape, jump inside pulling the blanket as much as I can.
That’s a real state of grace, for every woman and every man.
