“Blue lines in Cairo”, aprile 2005 (Cairo) I feel the colours, beneath the pattern of the rain Sometimes I can’t stand the drops, they’re dripping on me They wash away my shadow But they leave a rainbow in the dark I try to see more… My thoughts go too fast; I can’t catch them. Lost in a crowded road, people shouting, cars rushing, my soul in the middle. Memories, I’m trying to fix them in my mind. Reality constantly changes. My glance flaunt slowly, on people and colours. The moment it seems longer than its duration, – a deep glance on life.