open heart like an open wound – cuore come una ferita aperta – cord deschis ca o rană

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trilingual text


you can’t equip a soul with automatic doors
nor with blinds, around itself the windows are spherical.. in this garden,
like in any other soul, the gazebo wouldn’t need an orchestra,
the whole lost and found again Self sings to another fragment of you
a sort of waste of love and peace that can only be handled by the Heavens
that us, you and I, imagine “as on Earth”, not the other way around…
in this state, look, even the statues can lose their way… in the visible sound


non si può mettere all’anima delle porte automatiche
né tende, intorno a sé, le finestre sono sferiche
… in questo giardino,
come in qualsiasi altra anima, il gazebo non avrebbe bisogno di un’orchestra,
cantano un intero per il tutto perduto e ritrovato ad un altro frammento di sé
una sorta di spreco d’amore e di pace che può essere…

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