*
not that you need
to impress anyone
by your shape tallness
or regal bearing
but by your willingness
to bow down to be
like us that is when love
shines through
and past any
dark clouds
.
*
not that you need
to impress anyone
by your shape tallness
or regal bearing
but by your willingness
to bow down to be
like us that is when love
shines through
and past any
dark clouds
.
*
when the lingering
soporific trend hits you
with its wave and
no resistance is made
it’s the perfume of
being that which covers
you all over in beauty
.
.
*
immobilized I thrive
I have certainties
I never thought of
I feel put and safe
as I lost much of me
.
.
*
not aware
of the season
I am in confused
by what used to be
normalcy
difficult is my new
ground hard to plow
to distinguish for
sure impossible
to thread on
.
.
*
strange days on which
I accept everything
that comes my way
a strength I had no idea
was part of me a gift
I was sitting on this
is resilience the most
precious of all to make me
appreciate life in fullness
.
.
*
the night ticks away
and I lay awake
images running
past my eyelids
like a fast train
I can hardly hold
what scenery slips
past me the present
is intense and light
leaves me wondering
as I catch my breath
.
*
so the spell is cast
I have been transformed
rather quickly into
a tree well planted in a bed
.
I can’t go anywhere – fast
.
physically only energy runs
now through the roots
branches and hair spread
everywhere around the room
.
I will adjust to this
miracle straight from a grim
fairy tale so light may seep
through tracing a path
.
*
io giaccio
senza gambe e senza tronco
un albero
tagliato e gettato al suolo di
un letto
d’ospedale bianco tra nuvole
============
*
I lie
without legs or torso
a tree severed
thrown to the bottom of
an hospital bed
white among clouds
.
*
one step after another
I call for my pain to be gone
the bird’s song almost
lost among the cars passing
I seek a new melody
I move toward steady healing
on my daily walks
.
*
I don’t know
if that silence
and its beauty
will always be with me
what I know is
that it taste
eternal
.
maybe this solitude
so deeply loved as it
comes with silence
is here to teach me
that one taste can
be everywhere
.
*
I don’t know
if that silence
and its beauty
will always be with me
what I know is
that it taste
eternal
.
maybe this solitude
so deeply loved as it
comes with silence
is here to teach me
that one taste can
be everywhere
.
*
I don’t know
if that silence
and its beauty
will always be with me
what I know is
that it taste
eternal
.
maybe this solitude
so deeply loved as it
comes with silence
is here to teach me
that one taste can
be everywhere
.
*
I don’t know
if that silence
and its beauty
will always be with me
what I know is
that it taste
eternal
.
maybe this solitude
so deeply loved as it
comes with silence
is here to teach me
that one taste can
be everywhere
.
*
time goes by with no stopping
sliding doors of death
opening and closing at each
.
passing I try to grasp
those words attached as
.
tiny light in darkness
coloring the pitch hues
of me trapped in sickness
.
*
out of darkness
I hear my steps
defining the path
I barely see ahead
behind me far away
echoes the lights
.
blown away by
the summer tempests
two seasons ago
yet no healing
standing defined
no hope calling out
.
.