Smile at
your first star of the Summer night,
your song
of love spreads between thin melancholy
and dreams,
prayers unreachable
deep in
your universe.
The secret
of Nature is in your hands,
takes you
away with the wind in your fingers
to
the sky,
soft is the
return to your lonely road,
paths of
firs lead to your being,
kneeling
awakens your heart
between the
ancient images of Paradise .
Lord, forgive
me if I did not believe in you,
forgive my
desires of simple serenity
and
well-being,
I just want the life for people I love,
so that the
eternity of this sea
exeeds my last breath of hope.Cristiano Bartolomei
http://penso-ate.blogspot.it/2011/12/preghiera.html
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