In the cold of a darkness I see the profile of a beautiful sun, and so, when a pleasure seems a sorrow at the end of the morning, I hear the sensitive wind recalling my faith.
Francesco Sinibaldi
· 2 years ago
A lover, the faith, a graceful desire.
There’s a gracious desire where the light of a lamp, with a good grace, presents in a moment the care of a beautiful sunset, and also that dream, in a delicate candle, remembers at once a luminous lover.
Walking a long way in search of a feeling the snow, fallen again in the dark of a footprint, describes the profile of a sibilant hail-storm, and that fountain rejoices like an useful singing.
Peace and silence in the soul of the present ; a bird, leaving the country, arrives near the care now reflecting your feeling and then, in the meantime, that beautiful flow seems a light in the heart of the wisdom.
In the cold
of a darkness
I see the profile
of a beautiful sun,
and so, when
a pleasure seems
a sorrow at the
end of the morning,
I hear the sensitive
wind recalling
my faith.
There’s a gracious
desire where
the light of a lamp,
with a good grace,
presents in a moment
the care of a
beautiful sunset,
and also that dream,
in a delicate candle,
remembers at once
a luminous lover.
http://forum.mazzako.com/index.php?topic=11658.0
Francesco Sinibaldi
Walking a long
way in search of
a feeling the snow,
fallen again in
the dark of a
footprint, describes
the profile of
a sibilant hail-storm,
and that fountain
rejoices like an
useful singing.
http://messageboard.biafranigeriaworld.com/ulti...
Francesco Sinibaldi
Peace and silence
in the soul of
the present ; a bird,
leaving the country,
arrives near the
care now reflecting
your feeling and then,
in the meantime,
that beautiful flow
seems a light
in the heart of the
wisdom.
Francesco Sinibaldi