Mi sussurra ancora la luce – Light still whispers to me

Mi sussurra ancora la luce ed a lei mi aggrappo in questo momento delicato d’affanno e riflessione.

La vedo, come bagliore, sorridere al blu effimero dell’imbrunire, riverbero esile di faro che mi guida verso l’oscura densità della notte.

Mentre continuo ad immaginare oasi sudamericane e quell’isola “hecha de luz, de sal, de piedra y pensamiento”.

ENGLISH

Light still whispers to me, and to it I cling in this delicate moment of breathlessness and reflection.

I see it, like a glow, smiling at the ephemeral blue of the dusk, a slender reverberation of a lighthouse guiding me toward the dark density of the night.

As I go on envisioning South American oases and that island “made of light, of salt, of stone and of thought.”