Dedicated to a very special person … combative, defiant, stubborn, hardworking, generous, lively and lover of life … to live life was her daily struggle and the thought of death was the consolation of her pain … what her leaves are beautiful memories that will remain forever in our hearts… Rest in peace …
I’m sad, lonely,
from the life that goes.
You’re not there…
and I live…
of what I have not!
The gray sky insists
where the sun does not rise
on the empty road with you.
Me and quiet expect
the noise of your steps…
overcame the sadness
with best memories,
from what revive
I love you in a park with flowers…
it is spring.
A sweet, deep and enchanting poem dedicated to my husband…”Let me also speak to you with your silence…Clear like a lamp, simple like a ring. ”
I like you when you are quiet because it is as though you are absent,
and you hear me from far away, and my voice does not touch you.
It looks as though your eyes had flown away
and it looks as if a kiss had sealed your mouth.
Like all things are full of my soul
You emerge from the things, full of my soul.
Dream butterfly, you look like my soul,
and you look like a melancoly word.
I like you when you are quiet and it is as though you are distant.
It is as though you are complaining, butterfly in lullaby.
And you hear me from far away, and my voice does not reach you:
let me fall quiet with your own silence.
Let me also speak to you with your silence
Clear like a lamp, simple like a ring.
You are like the night, quiet and constellated.
Your silence is of a star, so far away and solitary.
I like you when you are quiet because it is as though you are absent.
Distant and painful as if you had died.
A word then, a smile is enough.
And I am happy, happy that it is not true.