Receive the clouds in your sky
but remember that the wind
will give you back the sun

Life is the dream of a sober madness
If you hold it
you get lost
If you write it
you get poetry.

There is always a living and a dying God in our lives,
as much as you reject him
He won’t be the one forgetting you.

Death is a moment of darkness
between the colours of life
and the everlasting light.

You are memory that wind
whispers to my heart
you are, in the void you leave,
prayers and light.
Heaven’s reflections, now and always,
revolve in your eyes.

Flowers fed by the seeds of your love
are blooming in the sky
your absence on earth is light in Heaven

~ Anna Ciardullo Villapiana ©

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