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I waited in excitement
since I hadn't seen you for so long,
not in six months
but still associated with you constantly
by your next kin
and ever more intensively
the closer your return approached.
How often did my eyes not anxiously
seek out the entry door with all the people entering
of which at any moment
one of them would be yourself,
a living legend,
who had chosen to abstain from life's good things,
all comfort and security
to live instead with focus on the soul,
the quest of poetry of beauty,
the expression of it and its creativity,
which path of hardship had brought you to cross my own,
as if that could be of any service to you.
That remains to be found out.
It is a double Via Crucis,
since when, as we meet, at the same time
and cross each others' destinies,
they both the more stand out more clearly
as more vulnerable in their critical condition
of only thorny difficult ordeals
of trials without end.

Poetry by Christian Lanciai