This rise starts from You, and ends happy in You...

This watery rise
This flight to Your oceanic skies,
Is never ending,
Is never stopping,
Is never pausing,
Is never resting,

As if You in me creates an Unrest to unravel
The Bright,
The gold,
The silvery slice
Of rains cutting penetrating deep...

As if you makes me flow
Like a river
Sung, loved,
be loved,

how within
me knows
in you me has taken a Rest,
A Death,
A Sleep,

For in You
All my Unrest ends...
For inside Your Holy white
Withdrawn, calmed,
me finds Creation...
As Silence,
As Peace,
As relazione con dio...


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