I glide
on the life waves
in a timeless dream
I glide
on the worlds works
without holding them
I glide calmly
in the afternoon shadow
She runs solicitous riding the Breva* dear Godmother who rises me up and protect me with her white wings |
I know
she is close to me
my trusty maid
oh white nocturne hawk
open your arms
into the immense
and fly
* Breva and Tivan are the two main winds blowing along the Como sea lake shorelines
§cygnuss, vision
le ali ferite. dic.2000