Posted by: Ron DuBour | September 28, 2018

The Love of Time ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, that was~by Stefano Capasso


 

 

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, The Love of Time ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
that was

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Scrolls
with notes of charm,
wave on wave,
. a silvery river
that runs through my dreams
putting them naked
shameless.

It flows superb
that beam of light,
while I remain silent,
as in sight
of an imposing mountain.

Suddenly
it comes close to me
a distant memory,
shy, on tiptoe,
while I fear in my heart
not to have the strength
to say to the past
to have to move back,
giving space to the future.

On the banks
of that silvery river
I had left
words of love
with arrows thrown
from an archer
hex
from an Invasive Beauty.

Now
I listen only
the whisper of the wind
that sings
notes of love
of the time that was.

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Author: Stefano Capasso

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Sculpture: Roberto Ceccherini


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