it is said
there is listening and listening
there is patience and patience
there are words and words
some are hot like the sun
other are not
it is said clearly
engraved in our soul and our heart
that
not in the fire but in the rain
we will find peace
in a salvific tear
inside a sweet winter embrace
in giving it all
and receiving even more
when you least expect anything back
yes,
maybe one day we will find peace ,
but in the meantime we will burn and burn
little by little
every day
inside the eternal doubt
every sunrise that comes about
in the uncertainty
of not knowing
if this will be the last breath or not
so please
in the rain
let's all have mercy
and so be it
Marco Bo
http://cantidallaperiferiadelmondo.blogspot.it/2015/04/e-nella-pioggia-misericordia.html

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