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martedì 24 dicembre 2024

Jesus’s Conception

 


 

That’s  the way the conception  happened

Of Jesus Christ: His mother,  The Holy Mary,

to Joseph was engaged, man of the dynasty  of David.

After the Angel had  announced,

She would  feel the seed of the Spirit Saint

She started feeling pregnant as she was!

 

Joseph, who was a correct man,

As soon as he knew the strange event

yet perplexed and also worn out,

resolved to a secret surrender

of the nuptial promise, in order  to prevent

every scandalous clamor! Taken

this way the decision, an Angel of God  appears

in dream to Joseph,  saying to him:

“Put apart your doubts and your fears

‘cause the Child, Who’s in

Mary belongs to the Holy Spirit!

Therefore keep With you  the Mother

and the Child will be born from her.

You Will call Him Jesus, The Savior!

As a matter of  fact He will save from the sin

Your people!”As Isaiah had foresaid :

“The  Child whom the Virgo will give

Birth to, will be called Emanuèl;

which means‘Jahvèh with us '!

 

Joseph as woke up

Did exactly as the Angel of God had told him;

He took With him

Her bride who had never known man

and  She gave birth to a boy called Jesus!

giovedì 11 luglio 2024

The Poem of Creation

 


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Hereafter the lights in the sky He set

Doing the moon and the sun for night and day,

And other signs and stars in dose correct,

for making years and seasons going away,

For the Most High is much more than perfect

And furthermore of this I cannot say!

About this seventh stanza therefore

I will not tell you nothing anymore!

 

 

“Fly off all birds”- said God- “freely in the air

And splash in to the  sea any kind of fish;

Graze lambs, calves and livestock everywhere

In grassy lawns that will never languish;

Grow up any reptiles fair and unfair,

living beings either monstrous or polish!”

After the earth had all animals found

God said to them to multiply around.

 


And finally God said: - “ Let’s make  the man

In our image and likeness, every

And each animal to lead on  command!”

After doing that He rested quietly.

Henceforward, after six days, on the land

men, on the seventh, stay steady Godly,

being it consecrated for prairie and rest,

Both the last hours and also the first!

 

 

But the Creation was not yet complete

Still being missed the breath of the Animator

Who into a giant can transform a bit!

Waters from earth going up by Creator

To mist all over the ground were admit

So could mould the man God the Great Factor

and by that divine blow the man was made

though lonely however, he sadly stayed.

2. to be continued...

 

 

 

 

venerdì 21 giugno 2024

The Poem of Creation

 


https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0181HCMKY



The Poem of Creation

 

Prologue

 

I sing the God Almighty’s Creation

Whereof were firstly born Adam and Eve

former seed of any human Nation

at the time they could only conceive

the joyfulness with no desperation

In the Eden still so far to receive

The challenge of that infernal snake

Who wanted to be a godlike fake!

 

I also sing about the brave men strays,

Straight descendents  from that chosen race,

who such in boldly and daring ways

Isr’eli people to holy surface

They led of Palestine. Hates, loves betray’ls

I don't omit, on fortune and disgrace:

those between God and men, tribes and  kingdoms ;

and I sing laws , exiles and wars into my songs.

 


Arduous so much however it ‘s my part,

long and full of traps my composition,

That plenty of fear I feel into my heart,

if only I dare to think myself on action,

and tremble with my hand before I start

The Old and   the New Holy Narration!

My Fairy God, You Firmament’s Creator

Allow  me to become a keen narrator!

 

From Genesis’ to Apocalypse’s book

please drive my hand between rhymes and accents

to enable  jointly with my mind, to hook

the most significant, deep, true  sentiments

in order they can take a fairly look

of those seventy three, pious components!

If someone goes to Source for sweeter tasting

 all my efforts for sure I won’t be wasting!

 

 

 

The World’s Creation

 

At the beginning God created the sky

And the earth, which was shapeless and desert

And darkness cover’d the abysses close by;

But on the waters, with divine, expert

Zeal, God established that obscurity

Had to be opened to the bright alert!

God, seeing that it was good, called Day the light.

And the darkness instead was named Night.

 

Then beneath the waters, the firmament

set God, and between them, b’low, the dry land

He also set, whither at same moment,

To any bud and tree He gave command

From seed to be produc’d for nourishment

Of any species, in ground, soil or sand!

After He had named sky, earth and sea

To following duty God had to begin.


1. to be continued...

venerdì 28 luglio 2023

Echoes from a sad soul - 33

 


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Your power won’t last forever

 

Come on great men of the world

Who own the power

You have already had much money

To move on soldiers

much gold to feel stronger

luxury palaces to live comfortably safe in!

And fields, ground, soil, trees,

Rivers, lakes and seas

As far as your own eyes can get

‘Till the horizons can show!

 

But do you really think

your power will last forever?

 

Don’t you remember Ramses the Third,

Cyrus of Persia, Nebuchadnezzar,

Alexander the Great, the emperor Augustus

and all the kings from the past up to Napoleon?

You’re now inventing new richness made of nothing

You’re exploiting the soil under its surface

And even you’re searching for more in the universe

Still cheating the poor!

But don’t never forget

Whom God created the world for!

In Cagliari 2016

giovedì 27 luglio 2023

Echoes from a sad soul - 32

 


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In another life

In another life

I would fall in love

with a harpist

I would listen

to her proves

attending

at my daily trifles.

In another life

I would understand

much better

the value of time

praising God

since my young days.

In another life

I hope to see

the endless dawn.

martedì 25 luglio 2023

Echoes from a sad soul - 31

 


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The evils of the world

The evils of the world are

The wars engaged by the power men

Concealing their own advantage

Behind the excuse of high ideals;

 

The evils of the world are

The envy of the rich for the rich

And those who do not know

That the poor can feel wealthy;

 

The evils of the world are

The insane sexual appetites,

the greed of goods and money

and the supposed superiority;

 

And the world's illnesses

Are part of the cross

That we carry with us daily;

 

But one day Someone at once

put on His shoulders these shames

to save us from evil

And the Cross contains all of them.

lunedì 24 luglio 2023

Echoes from a sad soul - 30


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That star full of love

 

I woke up one morning

and there was a star in the sky

I followed that star

all around the world

I was searching for love

and when I found myself

on the starting place,

after twenty five million miles,

I realized that love was inside of me.

That star was a star full of love.

  

domenica 23 luglio 2023

Echoes from a sad soul - 29


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Now I know what’s love


Now I know what is love

Not the sudden passion

that turns off soon

and then rises again!

Not even your eyes

yet sincere

But not eternal

Not your vain, fallacious promises

But the Word that never betrays

It's true love!

 


 

 

 

 

 

  

sabato 22 luglio 2023

Echoes from a sad soul - 28

 


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I’m longing for my eternal home


As a fugitive exiled

I long for my eternal homeland!

Call me to your abode

Nostalgia soul

Because the tree suffers

Away from his own land!

Call me at your home

For bread is no longer enough

And it does not quench the wine

In the arid table of life!

I am a fugitive exiled

Who longs for his eternal homeland!

 

venerdì 21 luglio 2023

Echoes from a sad soul - 27

 


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Where I’ll be going

 

  

Where I’ll be going

This afternoon

After visiting my tired old father

And my mother,

searching on television

Her youngish lost dreams?

Where will I go?

 

Where will I go

If my fate

Coerces me  here

Where struggle is harder

Against prejudice

Against habitude

Against the foresaid?

 

My body suffers

From constraint continence

‘cause I don’t Know the way

To astral projection

For escaping the world.

 

So I can’t get

any stuff

To keep me on

And  got no place

To go to

This afternoon

And I might be writing somewhere:

“When I’ll be going?”

 

In Sardinia 1985

 

martedì 18 luglio 2023

Echoes from a sad soul - 26

 

 

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And nobody will know the reason why

 

Let me   kiss your feet baby,

I love them, allow me to kiss them,

I promise you: only your feet Elem,

Nothing else,

nothing more than your wonderful feet.

I love them.

II

And you’ll be laughing,

without telling me why

because this is fantastic,

how you can laugh

without any reason;

Let’s have another drink

and   smoke a little more,

come here, we’ll be peacefully alone.

 

III

God damn you, Mr Shadow,

Balls to you;

the world around us is so great

that I don't understand how you are not able

to find another damned place to go to;

and I’ll tell you much more:

I   understand German;

I really do understand it, ‘you know?

And even if you spoke

any other bloody language,

I would understand you as well,

‘cause tonight I will kiss her feet!

Look at them:   they are so beautiful,

gilded as the  hair,

and soon I will be kissing them.

And she will laugh

the way she only does,

and nobody will know the reason why.

In London 1978

Echoes from a sad soul - 25

 


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The new day

(in death of my brother Mauritius)

 

Now the veils of Maya have fallen

And no longer covers your body

The armor of the Syrian Naaman

I see on your face again

Shining the ancient light

Of our childhood games

When hopes

were all to come

And the misleading curtain

Which hardens the hearts

Had not yet come between us

Run now

On your nimble legs

Wait for me in the sunny lands

Where the sun never sets down.