by Marcello Comitini

Nature in tears in the night raises
an immense wall, palpable but ethereal.
It does not divide. Island each being
in the sweet universe that in sleep
calms the anxieties of the heart.
It’s just dawn and the silence
still casts its mysterious shadow
about our feelings, almost a prayer
that dreams continue in the newfound reality,
the tumultuous one that accompanies us
every day until the oblivion of sleep,
the one that grips our hearts
with the icy arms of solitude.

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