Nuances of soul

LISTEN TO - ASCOLTA

Thank you for this energy 

thank you for this beauty 

thank you for being always here, to heal my soul 

Thanks also for lonelyness 

that proceeds towards the west 

I bow down in front of your deep ancient knowledge 

It is small bite of winter this evening for me 

into the fog I am walking and I feel I'm free 

It is a conflagration of emotions 

but at the same time I feel so peaceful 

It is the dynamism of the soul 

I stir the fallen leaves 

with my feet and I concieve 

new notes and words that can bestow some peace 

Freedom is the birthright 

the hallmark of a true life 

only here I can see the nuances of soul 

It is small bite of winter this evening for me 

into the fog I am walking and I feel I'm free 

It is a conflagration of emotions 

but at the same time I feel so peaceful 

It is the dynamism of the soul 

11th November 2020

Albeit

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Holy nature, tell me what 

can I find to go beyond 

this night that seems so long 

that sometimes I feel I’m lost 

 

Holy nature, tell me now 

speak to me or I’ll be out 

in the desert that I’ve found 

I’m alone albeit in the crowd 

 

What you need 

is to come back 

to when you were 

a better man 

 

Maybe it was 

the loneliness 

or the magic 

in your hands 

 

This disruption in the sound 

of the universe so loud 

means that it has been allowed 

to forget the holy house 

 

While we all have to learn 

by rote the sacred words 

to repeat them in the world 

albeit it is going to fall 

 

Hideously 

your good friends 

are disappeared 

in dark lands 

 

Don’t look for 

the revenge 

be a free man 

without fence 

 

11th November 2020

On the Samhain morning

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On the Samhain morning 

everything 

seems to be frozen by the time 

on the Samhain morning 

I believe 

the ineffable can be catched by the mind 

 

I am walking in the woods 

forth the sky 

my quest today must find 

a gush of a new mood 

to try 

to well my strength here inside 

 

It is a silent morning 

even the leaves stand on the trees 

I nod without knowing 

while the gnarled thoughts move into me 

 

what is happening I don't know 

but we are going to understand 

it's a constant ebb and flow 

we bestow and then call back 

 

I am adamant always 

but sometimes 

I have to hush my inner chat 

to peep behind the curtains 

of the time 

to know which is the right prep 

 

It is a silent morning 

even the leaves stand on the trees 

I nod without knowing 

while the gnarled thoughts move into me 

 

what is happening I don't know 

but we are going to understand 

it's a constant ebb and flow 

we bestow and then call back 

 

1st November 2020

Starinsomnia

 

La luna è tramontata 

poco dopo mezzanotte 

sul pianoro a sud ovest: 

insonnia fatta di stelle 

montagne specchio del cosmo 

l’anima che a fatica 

rimane nel simulacro.

Conair *

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Non ci sono più i sentieri 

per entrare nel bosco 

e ascoltar la sera 

con le foglie addosso

una ad una come note 

melodia antica sulla pelle 

carezza sacra di Dio

 

   * "Sentiero" in gaelico irlandese

Three glasses of wine and apples

 

LISTEN TO - ASCOLTA

This is the first Samhain alone 

into this silent house so old 

all the friends are gone 

all the hopes are cold 

sadness twofold 

But on the table I have got 

three glasses of wine and apples  

one is for the dead beloveds 

one is for spirits and gods 

one for my soul 

The secret is all 

into the balance 

of the fire with the water 

of the death with the life 

I really yearn 

to strengthen resistance 

to esc from this nightmare 

with dignity and time 

I feel there is out a wagon 

full of an amount of records 

Samhain means to remember 

also who we were 

before 

The secret is all 

into the balance 

of the fire with the water 

of the death with the life 

I really yearn 

to strengthen resistance 

to esc from this nightmare 

with dignity and time 

Samhain 2020, 31st October 2020