The trace
Olio su tela – cm 50 x 70
On the horizon, the moon floats
cleaved by the wind,
as a reminder to the edge of consciousness,
crumbled by time
that, as the sea, changes color
adapting to a new joy
or to an old and irreducible goodbye,
without sinking ever
but always leaving,
in the wind,
the trace of its passage
attraverso anima.
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