Elisa Mascia
I have pursued through streets and alleys,
Reduced paths where, with difficulty step by step, I met life
generously offered me baskets of apples from the poisoned bite.
Delicious lonely apple left there waiting
loved the waiting.
At the first succulent bite
gain new perception,
new inspiration, life-blood, pulse and breath .
Life saved by the fruit of ancient perdition today gives transmutation of chains to the wings of freedom to fly higher than imagination where the ephemeral has moved in ocean abysses.
To emerge again at his caressing look, with comforting language they approach together in the kingdom of freedom
From the throne he can issue respected laws and write epithets dogmas of living
infused with the spiritual feeling
They raise the hearts in a dance that lightens the bodies to celebrate at every moment of the day the immense gratitude to the architect God the Father who has designed and laid the solid foundation for being free today and always.
Elisa Mascia
Born today
From an idea that suddenly flashed
Among the cherry blossoms, the enchanting spring arrived with the rosy rain of the first kiss to welcome the new life generated today before the poetic triumph in the city cradle of wisdom and creativity.
The open lips to bud color of cherries golden impassioned cherries yearn to join the instant to crown the fleeting moment.
Challenge and play have merged into one to highlight, in the final touch, the eternal skin incarnate on which to write our prayer of love as a hymn sung while hearts dance to the alternating rhythm of sweet melodious notes that reach Paradise.
I will be born with you, raising my goblets to toast
timid and smiling eyes
as we say congratulations
So be for now and always.
Elisa Mascia
Reflect
The inspiration, undeniable realization of pure heart
He made heaven and earth move,
turn the sky to see it upside down in the reflection of the fragility of a delicate spring flower
is late season,
don’t want to break in
Stay anchored in the cold days
and resistant poppies
in the annual return early have blossomed
Painting of intermittent red patches on hoping meadows soaked in atavistic spilled blood.
Passion,
hope and candied love
The paths of the heart among millions of poems contained in the one poetry that is you.
Elisa Mascia
Since you’ve been around
Since you have come to dance on my heart and sing among the wrinkled folds of the soul, the music of my dwelling has changed.
The unbalanced notes scratched in the tired face of the guitar before you were perfect company
Now melodic orchestral symphonies are spread to the listening and we remain rapt by the attention of innocent escapes in merging your thought to mine then reshape in a single work of art
placed on a pedestal
under the Eiffel Tower: you and I
There we will be bound by the eternal knot.
Elisa Mascia -Italia
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