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Oasis

Oasis

In that desert

where life in its path

already plowed ground quell'arido

that getting up in the sand dunes

was losing

between the high and yellowish sands

that over the knee affondavan step

and where the sky was choked

from desert fogs and windy

that rising spiral from the ground

chiudevan wall the horizon

through the bitterness taste of sand

even when not wanting

nell’attimo del riprender fiato

vai a respiro aperto

sul quel terreno che nel suo fuori meta

sapeva come far impazzire anche l’ago del nord,

perforando la densa nebbia

un raggio ha saputo indicarmi un punto

su cui a sforzar l’occhio brillava una stella

leading me so veiled plateau

where his feet was an oasis in the void

but with its green expanse of hope

encouraged me in freefall

to get rolling in the sand on

to dive in the flavor of a smile and joy

already savored in seeing the shadow of palm trees

that opened to shipping in the hot air

and what you angel unknown mortal life

sitting in the shade of the trunk

dressed in the splendor of your purity

seeing me in the weary and scattered orientation

with the angelic smile of someone who knows how to give heaven

m 'have extended the glass quench the thirst of

then tighten in the heat that makes love fresh

of us have coined a single star

that even today with its clear light d ' horizon

this oasis is known that enclose the fresh happiness

what have you got love for the next "life."

Nilodan

23/07/2010

 (elaborazione foto personale-Egitto 2007)

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Alba

 

Fresca è l'aria di questa mattina

che nel silenzio ancor del presto

m'ha visto affacciarmi alla finestra

contemplando l'albeggiare.

Giochi di luci ed ombre

nel cielo del primo raggio

si rincorron tra nubi a strascico

che van accompagnando l'ultimo volto

di quel tenebroso notturno

ormai sulla via del passato.

Muta nel suo scuro è ancor la valle

all'orizzonte sotto al primo sfoggio di luce

cime di monti sfumati salgon a vista

tra il nebbioso in dissolvimento.

wedged between clouds

the sun dominates in battle

and reaching further and further into the chair

s'allargan rays in extended

hugs slowly landscape.

As peaks of ancient cathedrals

dress in their purest

rocky summits to the sky is staglian

beneath the blue that you are opening

to the delight of a clear day.
Breaking the silence

fresh foliage of the forest

the first rustling in the high salt

s'alzan song with birds in flight.

The first sounds of the sawmill

salgon away from the underlying

taking me to the reality of new life.

Down in the underlying gravel courtyard

new under the sun of peaceful days They come

clothes hung out to dry on wire

followed by rumors and maternal

already high are the first children of vocii

that running in the grass still wet

are hunting the black cat

afraid that hath been snuck onto

ended and now the defense looks down

while the dog lie in wait under

in a hoarse bark

are looking for a clumsy climb the trunk.

Nilodan LGP

16/07/2010

(Personal photo - Pomatt 2010 - Alba)

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upstream ... At the foot of the cross

back upstream ...

With new silence in the soul

years after I came back upstream

and sitting in the balcony to view friend

look even rises to the top naked

where the sun among the high rocky

be his last fading ray

in the crown of her red sunset.

In that heaven of poetry that s'ammanta

as I can with keystrokes

black print on white open

immortalizing images in words of love

but the thought is in its closed

because only the heart knows what we now live.

In the silence that surrounds the eye

see myself experienced climber

that violating the bare rock climbing

look for a firm foothold in its climb

when guests of friends for days

walking on its green slopes

saw us live peaceful and carefree

I won the game for your name to the high summit.

eye or slow down

is fixed to the top above

hut where light a remote desert plateau

flashes in the dark advancing

reminding me of my having walked

far beyond that rough track

while you were following a telescope

my way from the terrace.

Behind my eyes

collects the wood the last chirping of birds

that hiding among the dense foliage

seek out a new cradle for the night

while in the sky over those mountains barefoot

that in their high shield

s'ergon to guard the valley

already the first star appears bright.

Under the guise of a breath of Wind

that extending a slight breeze

waving flowers and leaves

caresses my face

full moon s 'up on the silence of the valley

bringing a marked beat to my heart

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Nilodan LGP

; 15/07/2010
(Personal photo-Pomatt 2010)

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the foot of the cross

Where the mountain is pure rock

and the wind blows cold in his

lifting the snow on his coat whiter

your arms estendon beyond the silence

in whatever color is time.

boots and jacket

hat, backpack and stick

are walking a good half hour to

I brought with me my whole heart.

From underneath shady woods

after the first slender paths

the path going up in its rough

makes you notice that anything is the world

seen from the inside of his heart.

Buried at every level of visual

immersed in the ancient tale of nature

where for natural trail and trace the path

under the dome of green High

filters the sun-ray star

leaving only the imagination the sky

Continuing along on inner valleys

where waterfalls and pure fresh water

levigan down steep

nell'ossigenatura of silence

heaven opens in its huge embrace

while ago in his step slower.

on unreal landscapes that opening up to view

estesendon is a plains below

plowed into them by smiling green rivulets

that seem a top silver wires

the landscape is enchanting fairy-tale atmosphere.

threatening clouds on the horizon the sun

that bringing in her withdrawal within

lever of the heat around.

The visual is slowly changing

the wake of a storm mountain

already warns that with his racket.

you are still away from my destination

ma il mio cammino l'hai fermato

ai piedi dove tu per me hai voluto

che si ponesse la base della tua croce.

A malincuore guardo quell'alto monte

su cui nuvole già solcan quel roccione bianco

dove sul suo candido è ancorato il Tuo poggio

e silenziosamente m'inchino al ritiro.

Pur dispiaciuto di non esser giunto a Te

even if my eyes or red

guardan only a guideline disappearance

you feel too close

because I know that your eyes

embraces every point of view .

Admiring the fairy tale nature

that in every moment

knows what is right to do

with folded hands bowed his head

to white top has disappeared

che spazzata dall'onda del gelido vento

nel suo umile roccioso è stata creata

per esser base di un abbraccio universale.

Nilodan

17/07/2010

(foto personale. Val Formazza 2010)