... if dreams could speak...
we’re glints to remember
reflections of
small leaves
embracing their lives
the silence
surrounding all
feelings and fading through
smiles
timeless perfection
just a word strong as tears
as our reason to
shine
signs of a real life
as the whispers get close
and bright
screams deep inside
try to feel sound
and shine
out of reason
reflection that wanders
around unknown and
ancient fears
beams through the darkness
reveal distant memories
now lost for a soul
the precious desires
that dwell in a smile
strength of a heartbeat
to shape, feel and reason
fierce, endless dream
like a stream through the mind
and the consciousness wake from life
time must surrender
words and tears lose their faith
as the memories still shine
mirrors of real life
those shards of a dream
define
A detective facing the true essence of the job
the rain covers the scene
falling slowly to what seems
a memory of a dream
lonely sound upon the evidence
… a dream
of emotions, desires
and ancient fears
how can a man dissolve a life in tears?
and the mind flies through time
discerning answers and details
I should ask myself why
am I still wondering
when will be my turn?
writing down a new line
to detach from this
cold and from the case
better words to cover sadness
and fighting for deliverance
from the darkness
a soul can only vanquish
through time
shattering emotions
astonishing devotion to
keep the words alive
as testament of life
… still, I am wondering
pain is never-ending
one closed, more emerging
the meaning is fading
and truth is escaping
but fear can only try
to conquer my soul
sincere, precious smiles
that's worth fighting for
are strength to beat the darkness
and feel one more dawn
distil the inner essence of
memories and hope
when time becomes the
vessel
for reason to embrace
this strength
then my work is done
peace has finally come…
The four seasons in the Dolomites: an instrumental journey