Mother, can you feel my eyes blurred with pain…
With an aphorists’ soul I see myself lost,
Sailing through imagined lands in melancholy.
Deaf loneliness plunges the mind into the nauseous
Past bringing images that burden the soul
With thorns of affliction. Difficult to bear,
Deeply rooted causes my sources to dry,
Empty forms forcing us to last.
Merlin’s shadow shows the way to bloom,
Overfilling my sails with a fresh breeze,
I am stuck however, passively fulfilling the myth,
Deficient, suffering in my own helplessness.
Thank you Mummy that you believed in me,
Nursing an ailing child at your cost,
I adore you, Mami!.. and as long as you live,
I will be by your side, serving. Now abundant tears
Flow down my face… these are the pearls of your crown,
Beloved. Do you remember a quarter of a century ago?
Like an brimming storm cloud throwing glances
towards the earth, you cried – I did not know, why…
Following your tracks, I howled to the heavens,
Embraced by you, I tried to comfort.
I watched, gently stroking your hair,
You taught me to love and… that is how I have remained…
I understand Granddad, you know, that he cried all his life,
Displaying extraordinary sensitivity,
A giant with a huge heart, never drenched by anger
Full of understanding and… so natural…
The winding path of existence however, puts up various
Obstacles, forcing us to defend our liberties.
I acquired allergies from poisoned water
Bringing flashes of aggression, due to contamination
Absorbed in youth. That is why,
When speared by stinging violence,
I am involuntarily transformed from doctor to monster,
In opposition to sanctities, waking up covered in cold sweat...
The little corporal goes to war with the giant,
In defence of a queen, the armies related,
Hung white flags, calmly counting
For a miracle… which never came… His powers poorly
Armed, with only a pouch of royal tears
Adorned with love and a leaf of the heart
Heroically triumphs with the power from the Kingdom of Heaven, paying a large price… – dying till this day!..
I remember the stroke of a butterfly on my face,
Bringing me long awaited peace,
The fresh smell of a Mediterranean beach
From the first instant, strangely familiar.
I longed to love him, to collect nectar with him
In the vast fields for the autumn months.
Blinded by the sun, he lost me disappearing
In the inflorescence, and I no longer walk the meadow…
I dream that God will give me the chance to fly up
To the vaults of Heaven, to learn amongst Angels,
Offer a river of love to the thirsty, bring an end
To the sins of the unaware, having hallowed the arts.
Do you remember, as we looked into one sun, we listened
To the music of our hearts, joined by an entire century?
Together, as one body we remained
In the breath of a memory called man…
I love you endlessly and… again I cry…