Last roses before Samhain

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Last roses before Samhain
we're drenched in the warmth
I am so thankful and grateful
to Goddess and to God
I don't know if I deserve
I don't know if I am right
I only know that I am still alive

The Land of Summer goes away fast 
over the west 
before I can 
realize that 

The Land of Winter is giving its hand 
over the fell 
and I can bet 
It is an end 

Last sunny days before
the season will fall and
Samhain is so close
that I can breathe its soul
I don't know if I'm ready
I don't know if I'm me
I only know that gods want me to live

The Land of Summer goes away fast 
over the west 
before I can 
realize that 

The Land of Winter is giving its hand 
over the fell 
and I can bet 
It is an end 

19th October 2019

What if I was here thousand years ago

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What if I was here thousand years ago
to see or to build these temples?
Under the ground there are still the thoughts
of those who could this magic handle

the ancestors are still present here
their message is still for me

These stones speak about sacrifice 
and of extasy 
I am here 
To catch some rise 
Or some energy 

Now that outside all speaks of nothingness 
Under the ground there is something of true 

What if I was here thousand years ago
to heal myself in these rituals
we have lost this wisdom today at all
but here there is still some residual

the ancestors are still present here
their message is still for me

These stones speak about sacrifice 
and of extasy 
I am here To catch some rise 
Or some energy 

Now that outside all speaks of nothingness 
Under the ground there is something of true 

12th October 2019, Domus de Janas di Anghelu Ruju (nella foto)

Macigni

La pioggia tesse il silenzio
sulla notte, bordo sottile
ma denti freddi grattano
sul muro nebbioso.

L’assenza si fa vetro
scarnifica il sonno
e trasforma le ore
in macigni deformi.

Keep firm my roots

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In these times of change
I have not to be blind
and to keep firm my roots
remembering to try
to love the life

I faced so many changes
it is not the first time
and I have understood
I've got inside some truth
to save me through

But to feel better 
I have to imagine 
that first or then 
there will be an end 
and a moment of true peace and of purity of intentions 
but I know that may be this is not the right dimension 

In these times of confusion
I've to find balance
to avoid new intrusions
and some more challenge
that I don't need

But to feel better 
I have to imagine 
that first or then 
there will be an end 
and a moment of true peace and of purity of intentions 
but I know that may be this is not the right dimension

Primigenio

Inverno primigenio
eppure il granoturco
tocca le stelle
e cammino la notte
come esule
in questo luogo ostile
che sentivo casa.



L'immagine è tratta da:
https://gramho.com/explore-hashtag/Granoturco