A night like any other

a path of liquid words and shadows

a monk walking on water, another child

my mother and my father in Heaven

such serenity, my soul, I could scream!

words, they come and go, like loves or songs,
God is there, touch Him, man...
I wish my wings could work
take me far away from here.

I rest here in cold vision

beautiful is your face and beautiful your timing

my miracle of dreaming and taking mortals with me

path, which one? God, which god?

my hands, my thoughts, my dreams, my fire
another poet and another world will be created
Genesis and Resurrection, heroes and poets,
where are you in those words, dear author?
take me far away from here.

my vision is pure love and magic night drops like blood

days and days, poems and poems between shadows and lights

words will be words and so will be my creature, a phantom, my love

dragon and queen, brilliant times of turning time to zero and reborn

so, fly in my vision, inside the whispers that drive me into the ocean,

where poetry becomes prose and man lives forever in the sacred ground.