MOONLIGHT DREAM
Sempre caro mi fu quest'ermo colle
e questa siepe, che da tanta parte
dell'ultimo orizzonte il guardo esclude.
Ma sedendo e mirando, interminati
spazi di la' da quella, e sovrumani
silenzi, e profondissima quiete
io nel pensier mi fingo, ove per poco
il cor non si spaura. E come il vento
odo stormir tra queste piante, io quello
infinito silenzio a questa voce
vo comparando: e mi sovvien l'eterno,
e le morte stagioni, e la presente
e viva, e il suon di lei. Cosi' tra questa
immensita' s'annega il pensier mio:
e il naufragar m'e' dolce in questo mare.
GIACOMO LEOPARDI
Dedicated to people who light the silent darkness of the night.
Dedicated to people who have seen in a morning sun the sense of life.
Dedicated to people who have seen slowly ending their dreams, and to whom have died to not pass them away.
Dedicated to people who don't know any poems because their life is already a poem.
Dedicated to people who have hidden their sorrows in one tear in which falling through.
Dedicated to people who look at the night sky to see an other star falling into the river of desires.
Dedicated to people who are still looking for the eyes in which finding eternity.
Dedicated to people who stand against the wind even if all around everything is already fallen down.
Dedicated to people who have thousand questions in their hands and no one answer, and to whom have found all answers in the smile of a child.
Dedicated to all people who live and are.
How can a rock dike the sea ?
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