giovedì 27 settembre 2012

Wine and waves of Sicily





Salt
Sea
Sun
Sicily
Silence
no noise
but the waves
of the wine in my glass
while in my sunglasses
the sunset still shines
wondering why
i'm looking so far
My wood doesn't float
My blood is floating now
Remembering stories
Of ancient old past.




As in this land
Any person who passes
Leaves his own path
And the land owns his heart,
You passed on me
On this boat on the beach
On my broken dry wood
On this moving new mood
and i was floating 
in sky
coloring myself
of white and blue crest
moved by wind
and your whispers was in.




Then when the dream
hardly comes true
my wood is still dry
and need some more wine.
As in this land
Any person who passes
Leaves his own path
And the land owns his heart,
You passed on me
Changing my path
and you owned my heart,
alone in this land.
Silence
Sicily
Sea
Sun
Salt



A special thank to Daniele Casolino, writer, poet, photographer... and traveller.

danielecasolino.wordpress.com

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