Ska asked me to publish his thoughts ... here it is!
by Peewit
Sunday during the tenure of the new giullarini my eyes
by chance, on my candle, more precisely on
flame that burned intensely and with its accompanying heat
every person present. After a few minutes to fix the candle
I realized that the flame was moved to the left to
fault of the wind and the wax on the right was creating a
small wall to protect the flame ...
at that precise moment I thought about what we are jesters,
the light we carry within us, and I realized that every jester
is a small flame of a candle formed by all the other minstrels
and do not care if the flame burns so there will be straight or crooked
the love of others that will protect you And if the flame goes out
there will be another joker in the heat of rekindle that
small flame that burns slowly getting stronger.
Sunday in front of everyone wanted to share it but I was afraid of
take too long ... I love you ...
SKA!
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