Phoenix

Perdere la fiducia e ritrovarla sulla strada di casa, come la strada di casa. The sky was falling and I was down waiting for the sorrow to be true ma quando il cielo mi travolse fu subito Paradiso e la sola verità la porto in viso come si porta un …

who I become

only the ocean knows the deeps of its blues. the sky only knows the darkness of the unknown. yet the poet can be darkness, can be ocean and be the whole. this poem is part of a collection of 123 poems titled Becoming Human: a poetical journey