WIND
Hand benign and beloved ruffles,
careless caress of a fleeting breath.
Wind.
Take away the dreams and thoughts, the heart withers
drowned. Unhappy
rummages in the corners of the soul,
uncovered pots of our sorrows.
Wind. To you I
entrust my anguish, but too heavy
are the thoughts in my heart, too sad
to fly away with you.
Wind.
Leave here your seeds in the dark and warm my soul may spring up.
let the door-open heart
because oxygen can enter love.
Leave the window open because of the heart
can enter the light of a new life.
blows strong desire to swell the sails of
why can travel rapidly towards the skyline.
Wind.
Varese, October 15, 2009.
