Ideals of our forefathers remain true to us today – we always struggle to keep them before us, even in this new immoral population moving with us into this twenty-first century.
Even then we take everyone under our wings as the eagle soars over our nation, providing the freedom which keeps us all equal.
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Dreaming of lifetimes spent on yesterday’s shores, triggering moments of intense tradition on carefree afternoons under grape arbors, eating, talking, loving one another.
Evenings under the stars, sitting in rocking chairs, eating pistachios on back and side porches.Listening to echoes of Italian accents calling children to come in as darkness fell upon us.Reverberations of Italian voices still are heard within my mind, creating past moments of joy even now.
Spreading spiritual wings,
allowing myself to flow into springs of life.Taking my hand, hope stills all doubts, givingme peace of mind in the last chapter of my life.
Ramshackle egos, falling down on sides of life’s roads,
Existing tears coming out, seeping all day and into thenight.Folding all corners of angles into shadows of beyond.Growing out of the boundaries of life, qualifying forextra senses, causing intrepid needs, basicallysoaking up all the beautiful energy inside me.While this series of notes plays, I have to keep playingthe piano in my heart and mind.Sectioning rhythms…
Pounding regular rhythms on synapses of my brain, selecting choices of meanings hidden beneath prose in disguises of reality.
Putting energetic voices to words in sentences, playing into hands of fateful decisions of future moments towards death on earth.
Strangling life dreams and spreading them over ocean
in a storm.Fascinated, letting them go into unchartered depths,waitingfor their return, hoping to see alternated visions –only better than before – of life dreams.Sitting comfortably, allowing destiny to take it’s turn,as I wait in quiet anticipation for them to come tofruition before the setting sun this evening.