Elegance

You are too modest for someone as graceful as water, as delicate as snow, as light as a cloud. Are you happy as if you have never felt sadness, as pure as if you have never faced fear, as careless as if you have never felt anxiety? Or is it all a cover? How deep have you been able to reach in your life? Do you know what is behind your eyes? What do your eyes, which shine every time they come into the light of day, tell you? Who has not been able to make you mourn until now? Don't you have any pain? Have you never been so lonely that you threw yourself on the shore? Have you never fallen into emptiness because you could not explain yourself? What is the source of this grace?