Alleluja to the mountain
Thursday, July 16, 2009
In this last visit in Italy I spent few days on my own again in Paolo's hut. What can I say?
The miracle of my life repeats itself and gratitude fills my heart.
When I woke up and stood outside the little alpine hut that is what I saw and that is what I felt.
Just this Love
The sun keeps on kissing me
gently whispering words of secret tales
together with the wind, irresistible friend
they sing melody of enchanting places
they draw picture of ancient lovers
united after a very long time
There is nothing more that I desire
then hearing my heartbeat
pulsating in waves of sheer joy, of sweet Love
raising in silence,
dissolving in an ocean of tears
Yes, that is what Love does
it takes you by the hand as a Friend
and invites you to drink at His cup
you accept the divine wine
then you know
He won't leave you anymore.
Just like the sun is always raising
Love is always present
behind your eyelids, beyond your smile,
behind your wrinkles and your sorrow,
beyond the tears and your fragility,
what sustain you and moves you
is just Love.