Echoes from a sad soul

 

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Nostalgia Time

If we could go back in time

Who wouldn’t tighten to his strong chest

The young mother of good old days?

And who would not follow

the unheard advices

by old good father?

Ah, if we could go back

to those pink lips sighing

Dreams still far from coming!

But while it is true that we are traveling

To the homeland we departed from

that day we were born on earth,

then we better keep on struggling

that road that leads to Superior Mount

 with prayers and courage!

Echoes from a sad soul

 

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Another trip for  Mr Shadow

I

It’s very hard to live my own life

Fighting against the inhibitions,

the limits, the taboos of my own time!

 

It’s really very hard to cancel my personal history,

chopping off every bond with my past!

 

It’s hard to change the idea

We have of ourselves,

forgetting   what  the others

believe   to know of  us!

 

And it’s hard again to change

Our idea of  the life,

seeking for trust,

not in the eyes of the other people,

but in the deep eye of our being.

 

II

It’s hard for me to proceed

Through this path of loneliness,

hoping to undertake one day

my trip to Ixtlan,

to bathe me in the sacred river,

to purify me of all my sins,

and  understand the mysteries of life,

smelling the magic flower,

to reach the eternal safety,

the apex of   knowledge,

the heaven of the ever green city  

where the seven gold doors

 will finally open their secrets!

 

And the soul will fly for ever

Through the endless worlds

Of the universe

 

Echoes from a sad soul

 

That’s my song

 

First time

I dreamed the Major Thirteen

was just over sixty

falling down to sea

With no parachute.

Before  splatting the water

I asked the wind

To appease my drop:

So did the wind.

Then I started singing.

Say the fishermen

Along the Cornwall coast

If they hear a song

At windy full moon nights.

That’s might be my song.

 

Songs for Elem

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Ain’t that love?

 

My love was desperation

Because around me

It was all emptiness,

And I just needed 

A  heart beating for me

To fill my longing to love!

 

But  is it love?

 

If our  fate

has brought us here together

Oh Elem

And I have seen on you

The end of  loneliness

When  counting down

the minutes between us

And if  I pained   leaving

rejoiced coinciding

staring at any people

  

Searching of you

And if I  winced up 

At any resembling  shadow

And you were become a master

of my any single dream

 devoured by anxiety  

and I didn’t feel  hunger nor thirst

 

And every single thought, 

Every single word,

Every single thing

Every single person

were you

 

Isn’t that love?

Echoes of a sad soul

 

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Please pray for me

In death of John Paul the Second

Those shots

the 13th may 1981

at St Peter Sq

saw me 

cold witness of time

but I cried for you

later on 

when I saw you

trembling under the weight

of your Cross;

please pray for me

among the Angels

your existing is the brightest

proof of God's existence!