Trip

Gianni Fedele Mazza / The artist /

Trip


Sun, stars, roar of the seas
an inscrutable guide at night
tired feet and cold stones,


An obsession with sacred place,
flight stepping streams of clear water
in the fiery blue lost horizon.


Sculpted rocks make joyful shout
our being elated in your eyes amber,
Your body shudders whitefish.


Delivered to the ecstasy of vegetation
red and orange flowers landscape
the pace of the stems of reeds,
shaken by the trip.

Gianni Fedele Mazza