Briciole

Raccolgo briciole sul tavolo
disavanzo di abbondanza
alfabeto del caos quotidiano
grammatica millesimale

Eppure rammentano il cielo
quando è buio sul crinale
cosparso di stelle immense
e di polvere asteroidale

C’è coincidenza divina
solamente intuibile
là dove sembriamo minimi
si riflette immensità

What can I do?

When I have blessed the morning
To say that I am grateful
Along my complex journey
Without waiting for help to

To reach something, to help someone
But only because I feel really thankful

The problem is that 
These moments so glad 
Pass so fast that 
I Cannot remember 

The instant after 
Why I was so glad 
I’m already sad 
In all my thinking 

What can I do 
If from this window 
I see the moon 
Over the city 
And I can only think why not throw myself out? 

So maybe it’s the moment
To change this bad behavior
The habits often can hide
The killers of ourselves

They make us bad and sometimes sad
But without a real reason to feel that way

The problem is that 
These moments so glad 
Pass so fast that 
I Cannot remember 

The instant after 
Why I was so glad 
I’m already sad
In all my thinking 

What can I do If from this window I see the moon 
Over the city And I can only think why not throw myself out?

Capacious Soul

So maybe I’ve understood
At the end of this year
Before the sun goes down
Beyond the south-west mounts

There is nothing to program
And nor even to comprehend
There is only the present
And then nothing nothing else

And here sitting on this hill 
I am speaking to my fears 
Saying that they can go away 
‘cause their path is no more my way 

I destroy the prison of time 
While the time doesn’t exist 
We’re ourselves before being born 

I admit I am just arrived 
And there is so much to be learned 
But at least I have a capacious soul 

Life is just a stream that
Exists only if observed
In a moment of the day
After that is something else

So imagine you were blind
But with your soul you could fly
How could you perceive the time?
Try this as an exercise

And here sitting on this hill 
I am speaking to my fears 
Saying that they can go away 
‘cause their path is no more my way 

I destroy the prison of time 
While the time doesn’t exist 
We’re ourselves before being born 

I admit I am just arrived 
And there is so much to be learned 
But at least I have a capacious soul 

31st December 2016

Intanto ascolto

Siamo solamente idee incarnate
ricordare il pensiero originale
è la via per riconoscersi davvero
intanto io ascolto il vento gelido
suonare le corde degli alberi spogli
in questo bosco in attesa dell'inverno

Svanire

c'è un'ultima sottile falce di luna
a ferire il cielo dell'est
l'osservo sanguinare di luce
mentre ancora l'ovest sbiadisce
dietro un canneto imperturbabile

(Respiro ogni particolare
per allontanare l'angoscia
la grande paura che ho
 di svanire)

I ask the wood to call my name

When I want to escape
From my life of shades
I ask the wood to call my name
I ask the wood to embrace my fate
And I can bear again

It is my own way
To accept my face
Is often wrapped into the deep shame
While it would be covered by innocence
The one that I can find here again

I believe in something that I cannot define 
It’s the only thing that gives me the strength to fight 
When all the lovers have gone 
When all the friends have gone 
I will remain with my faith alone 

Even if I’m trying
To forget my nightmares
I feel their breath over my neck
Every time I’m just outside my land
And there is not a safe place to rest

I believe in something cannot define 
It’s the only thing that gives me strength to fight 
When all the lovers have gone 
When all the friends have gone 
I will remain with my faith alone

Istante

C’è un mare infinito
tra il mio cranio pulsante
e il mio cuore fradicio
lo intravedo in fessura
con gli occhi socchiusi
nell’istante in cui il sole
capovolge la sua rotta.

winter solstice 2016