Poesie #54

in #ita • 6 years ago (edited)
Una gabbia, un’ora d’aria. Nulla cancellato dal vento nell’eterno finito.

L'ora d'aria

Il tempo di essere e fui,
dell'ora d'aria
respirai affannosamente l'essenza.

Il passo lento accelerai,
perché dovevo amare
ed amai con colpevole indolenza.

Estinsi i ricordi in fiamme,
di non essere li implorai,
contando i no del vento.

In quell'abbraccio mi abbandonai,
scadente e freddo cinsi il buio
e di Dio udii il lamento

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