by : Bacardi Gold
25/Dec/2020

i am a stranger
an intruder of myself
i have become an alien
to my dawned habits
an immigrant of my dreams
In the nights of my growth
one barely knew me
i became a wanderer
in the palace of my soul
under a different roof
the ages drag me through
in the shelter of saints
where prayers became foods
in every meal of sinners
named me the guest of squatters
no longer a stranger
in the company of reformed
a drifter with wings
ready to take the merits of dignity
i am a resident of my own self…
bella questa riflessione, ho apprezzato la frase “io sono un residente di me stesso” molto evocativa, in fondo un po’ tutti ci troviamo in questa sensazione, soprattutto in quest’anno di distanze e solitudini..
Tanti Auguri di Buon Natale..
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La ringrazio molto per queste parole. Mi ispira di più……Sì, nessuno sa più di te stesso di te. Fidarsi di te stesso può essere un’arma di successo….. Buon Natale, buon anno!
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Buone feste…
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Grazie, buone vacanze anche a te!
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Fabulous blog
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Thank you very much…
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I’m glad You started writing again!!! 🙂
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I fixed some pictures that were lost on my posts. I still have to complete the remaining ones. I don’t understand why many of my pictures were gone missing.. Thank you for leaving inspiring words. It helps.
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My pleasure! And yeah…some strange things happen now and again on wordpress….but the tech help is really good! Good luck figuring out where things went and retrieving them!!! 😊
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thanks again…
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