Speaking to my heart
A distant lighted window
In the night is enough to turn
My mind to dreaming.
Someone far away from me
At this time of night
Is awake like me,
But it still doesn't matter
Who lives there, because
What really matters to me
Is the direction my dream takes.
That's the direction
My heart wants to go,
And looking at that window
I listen to it,
And I can give it an answer.
Maurizio Proietti iopropars
I found myself writing this poem of mine in English, perhaps because I feel too isolated in this wretched country of mine, and I feel more hope for my future elsewhere. The whole world is my homeland, after all.
Maurizio Proietti iopropars
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