Let's go in the garden,
you'll find something waiting.
Right there where you left it,
lying upside down.
When you finally find it
you'll see how it's faded.
The underside is lighter when you turn it around.
Everything stays right where you left it.
Everything stays, but it still changes.
Ever so slightly,
daily and nightly,
in little ways,
when everything stays.

INVIA LE CORREZIONI