Attraversiamo (poem.)

Blurred vision staring into the darkness,

Hoping that the light will turn on,

Embrace the dimness that haunts the Holy.

Directions are for the needy,

The ones with no sense of passion.

How do you rule the rulebook

Without life, flooding through your veins,

Like the river that rushes over beautiful scenery,

It’s easy to miss with the rush of highway,

Why tune in when it’s easier to tune out.

Refocus. Refresh. Refuse.

Let the wind drive you in your dreams,

That’s where the magic happens.

Shadows aren’t always meant to frighten,

They just shelter unseen grace.