Who knows how did you feel
During those seven minutes
Of rising warmness
In your space-shuttle
Till the final explosion
Sky-wards?
Did you think to your son?
Or to your father?
Or did you see
That river dissolving
In the terrestrial valley
You wrote us about
In your last e-mail?
And, please, tell me, Laurel,
If you still see your friend Orion
yonder!
Tell me
If you still turn your eyes
Down to the earth!
When you are travelling
On your space-ship again
please keep me a seat
For that time I’ll also be shipping
To Orion
across the infinity skies!
Cagliari 2005
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