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Italiano
The straight limbs of the trees, the silent geometry of the Vitruvian man before brush touched canvas or water flowed through my channels, and the hidden heart’s chambers—each obeys the same unspoken law: the straight is not imposed but discovered, a branch lengthening toward light as the finger stretches to meet the unseen point; the proportions of body and river are not chosen but recognized, the eye tracing the golden ratio in leaf vein and riverbend alike before reasoning can name it; and so the third thing they share is this: proportion as the first language of the world, a tongue older than hands and chisels, written in growth and flow and flesh before any artist or engineer ever opened a sketch or turned a lathe—il mondo parla in rapporti prima che noi parliamo di Dio. The candle gutters.
English
The straight limbs of the trees, the silent geometry of the Vitruvian man before brush touched canvas or water flowed through my channels, and the hidden heart’s chambers—each obeys the same unspoken law: the straight is not imposed but discovered, a branch lengthening toward light as the finger stretches to meet the unseen point; the proportions of body and river are not chosen but recognized, the eye tracing the golden ratio in leaf vein and riverbend alike before reasoning can name it; and so the third thing they share is this: proportion as the first language of the world, a tongue older than hands and chisels, written in growth and flow and flesh before any artist or engineer ever opened a sketch or turned a lathe—the world speaks in ratios before we speak of God. The candle gutters.
