Sacred sight

With sacred sight
The ancestors could admire
The stars before the science killed the sky

We are in bonds
But proud of what we’ve got
Without being conscious of all we have lost

In these days 
Everything seems to escape 
I’m just an amount of crumbles 
Of blames of blames 

I would like 
Against this shame to fight 
The proud of being a man 
To find inside 

That’s why we feel
So lonely when we see
The enormous sky spangled with the spears

I want to find
At least a slightly sign
That Gods are still here looking at our lives

In these days 
Everything seems to escape 
I’m just an amount of crumbles 
Of blames of blames 

I would like 
Against this shame to fight 
The proud of being a man 
To find inside 

The morning lies
The universal lines
Appear only when the sun seems to die

Ho atteso

Ho atteso l’ultimo sole
per farti scoprire il mondo
quando la luce
ne svela i segreti

Nei tuoi occhi riflesso puro
del sacro incondizionato
prima del sacco
della quotidianità.

Namaha *

Il vento nel canneto
suona l’inverno
con dita invisibili.

L’accompagno con la voce
come moderno aedo
in questa terra dimenticata.

* “Canneto” in Sanscrito

Il freddo è una preghiera

Il freddo è una preghiera
di denti e di fiato
di luna appoggiata
sui tronchi degl’alberi
di vento che canta
l’assoluto tra i rami
e di stelle fradice
crocifisse sulla neve.

Orme sulla neve

Parto verso per le nordiche vie del sud
pellegrino di stracci imbottiti
e mani ferite dalla musica

Non ho un fiume su cui pattinare
dal Canada alla California
seguo orme sulla neve gelata

Se ogni passo mi allontana da me
come mai potrò raggiungere Dio?
Nelle stelle una nuova direzione


Nella foto, Oratorio di San Geminiano (Piandelagotti – MO) 
Buon nuovo anno a tutti

Christmas morning

Christmas morning
The sun is shining
After the long
Month of fog

And I am studying how to bear again

Profiles of the hills are so bright 
As I thought there were the God’s eyes 
After the great flood 
When He planned 
A new pact 

There’s a perfume
In the air
That makes me feel
There is a flame

Burning outside only with pure faith

And I keep the secret in my hands 
I can create inside my own land 
Being simply 
What I am deeply 
The true me 

Christmas morning
The sun is shining


Buon Natale a tutti coloro che passano ancora di qui... embrace..

Autumn says goodbye in a way so kind

Autumn says goodbye
In a way so kind
And I am so thankful
And I feel so grateful
For this sun

It’s a sacred fight
Dark against the light
It’s in our nature
To find out some pleasure
Amid pain

I recommend to you that are just born 
Remember sometimes you’ve to grip the thorns 
There’s not an easy path to reach the heaven 
Nothing to be used with adverb “forever” 

And in the future we can leave the home 
To walk together through this sacred shores 
You’ll see there’s so much more than what they admit 
Especially in these days of turning Wheel 

Sun invades the mind
Giving good advice
This is one of those
Moments of true love
Towards God

I recommend to you that are just born 
Remember sometimes you’ve to grip the thorns 
There’s not an easy path to reach the heaven 
Nothing to be used with adverb “forever” 

And in the future we can leave the home 
To walk together through this sacred shores 
You’ll see there’s so much more than what they admit 
Especially in these days of turning Wheel 

Alban Arthan – Winter Solstice 2014