for You...a traveler...

Dear Isabel...
come stai?
i am cruising...
and my boat is fine...
here it is night
and it is so full of Light
dear...
so full of Light
that i feel blinded...
and also awake...

'why am i so awake?'
i asked me...
my self...
and got the answer...
just scribbling them down...

(i got some works
so the words are a bit disjointed
Hope you won't mind that...)

feeling like an orphan
here...
an orphan
and also
a man
and
a child
and
a father
and
a mother...

a daughter?
that too!
a beggar...?
si!

a king...?
sure!
a pauper...?
that's i...

all...
for you dear...
and you know it all...

in You i find everyone...
and everything...
dear...
a big and wide world...

that Queen of the Night...
that mellowed Light...
that moon's silvery beam...
that white swan...
the little rose on bloom...
that fifth dimensional Space...
that ever widening room...

in you...
i am
so rooted Happy...
find you everywhere dear...
from Kalinga to Kentucky...
from Gaya to Mecca...
sure!

in you...
i find blood and fire
and also whiteness fair...
in you...

Dear Isabel...
are you not smiling?
see...
how i got out of me?
only by traveling?

only for You dear...
only for You...
i stand orphaned
and chose to be
a traveler...
so that i can bring gems and jewels
for you dear...
for you...
(am i not a Lover? too?)

now tell me
how are you?
how are all people?
those lovely little kids?
how are they?
do send me
a skypost...
quick...
okay?

-Frances.

(by the way...
forgot to add one...
in you i find that river...
il fiume del dolore...
remember?)

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