Joygiver
No one to describe what I see,
my soul still crying the joy
this morning,
like yesterday and tomorrow.
Old buildings keeping their secrets...
Go on despite the fear
of loosing your mind
in front of all this beauty.
A painter 's spectacular work,
missing fog, has betrayed my mornings.
"I like the brightness", he said
and I had to let him alone.
A musician unable to make a song
about the sky's colours at dawn.
"Vedi Napoli puoi mori". . .
the songs he was writing were
only for entertainement,he said
Thank you, Joygiver
for keeping the beauty awake