Luca Menin


Bury me….


Bury me on the top of the higher hill
Under the tree blown by the breeze
So that I can rest with the falling leafs
Under the sun that comes and goes
Covered by clouds of silver and cottons
And the flocks of birds shading on the tree
so that I can sleep enchanted with their sing
with the horizon be my endless dream.

Bury me at the bottom of the sea
Where the salted water meet the sweet
So that I can rest caressed by the woe of the waves
And the reflection of the sun through the water touching my face
So that I can sleep lulled by the flow
Where my dream will float like an ice floe
Floating away in the sea, alone

Bury me in the middle of the night
When the owls will hoot and the whores will cry
So that I can rest in the silent light
And the moon shining like tears in my eyes.
So that I can sleep lying in onyx and diamond beds
Where my dreams will glow like the stars in the sky above.
And never be alone.

Submitted: Saturday, June 14, 2014

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