53. Love call
Evoking thee, my love,
is to cry out like from the end of darkness
on the farthest side of the universe,
but since my cry is pure and honest as a love call
it will sound throughout the universe
and reach thy soul by means of silence
since it merely consists of honesty.
Is our love a problem? – Only if we try to realize it,
by combining practically our lives,
which although match each other
since we both so often are away.
But this our silent love call will reduce all distances
and make us one in the dimension of those golden dreams
in which the souls of beauty are at home forever.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2006-08-27 at 12:06
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