Giant of the Genesis

Things change and fire
It is gone away
Sometimes I feel like
An old fashion veil
That covers everything that I would see
That hides most of the things that I would keep

I am so fragile
Everything hurts me
And I’m a liar
When I say I feel
A giant of the Genesis over humans
I have only a different beat for future

I don’t want to
Become old without truths
Without a Faith to live for
Changing that way like weather
And this is the challenge of the life

So I leave once again
For the place of Chalice Well *
Looking for pieces of me
May be finding almost nothing
But this is the challenge of the life

The day of leaving
It is also the
Day of removal
To another place
Will this change my everyday life
Or will be always the same strive

I don’t want to
Become old without truths
Without a Faith to live for
Changing that way like weather
And this is the challenge of the life

So I leave once again
For the place of Chalice Well *
Looking for pieces of me
May be finding almost nothing
But this is the challenge of the life

* “Chalice well”: “pozzo del calice”(nella foto); si tratta di una sorgente situate a Glanstonbury (England) da dove da secoli sgorga un’acqua rossastra che si dice miracolosa. Secondo la leggenda qui Giuseppe di Arimatea portò il Sacro Graal (sto partendo per Glanstonbury, un saluto a tutti!!).