good journey~

there is no one

anymore to relate to

but myself.

i talk to the wind.

there is a garden

in my desert, lonely,

but the spring flows,

the birds sing.

i wanted you to sing too.

we said good bye

at the winter garden.

i can't go on.

i need my laughing horse,

the hilly forests of the garfagnana,

the purr of my motorbike

i will be there , my stomach filled

with cheese and wine,

and a sleepy smile will return,

it is mine. my cat may see.

we will not share.

i must stay alone.

but may our hearts find out of stone,

so we learn not just to feel 

but give and love.

may, and i pray

as you lighted a candle for me,

your way lead out of ego

circling  fear and death and pain

may you laugh and dance

and be reborn , because you will,

to carry your burden with ease,

to wake for happy mornings

and sleep under the moon

and the spiralling stars

dreaming in the tides

and the breath of eternity.

good journey...~~~