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UN MONDO SI DISVELA ..
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UN MONDO SI DISVELA

Nel silenzio,

come a seguire

la notte che

si muove

sotto la luna di cristallo,

penso a quello

che si nasconde

dinanzi

all’apparire delle forme.

Un mondo si disvela,

che è fatica di anima e

di genio e senza misura.

A capo chino

sognante come l’universo

stupito di se stesso,

muovo l’ostacolo

del vicino ed entro

nel giardino sospeso

tra le colline e

il mare dei viaggi

senza una meta.

Ho curiosità e sgomento,

quando traccio la linea

che mi divide

da questo difficile

cammino tra il vero e

il falso del mio tempo.

E mentre l’adunanza

che raccoglie tutto e

tutti, in un unico

frammento, leggo

tra le righe la parola

tragica, di una nuova

violenza e di un qualche

altro sogno assurdo.

Non si vuole conoscere

cos’è la colpa

di ognuno e l’ombra

del tremendo già cammina.

 

Vittorio Stringi