Alice Danci participates in the Poetry Contest of the Festival 4 Arts, from Brașov, Romania. We wish her success and thank her!
On a star
Words are my comfort from the thunder and storm, from the people that don't even know they are born. I'm on a pilgrimage of joyous seconds, Of rested souls and time well spent. Cherish your breath, give it a chance! Go hug a tree and walk on water, Run just as fast as you did in dreams Go make your body shiver with awe And rest once again on a star. There's no so far, there's no what if 'Cause our time here is just a cruel thief. Give it your best, now, that you can Just take your heart into your hands Whisper it gently - Well done, my dear! You're the best heart I could have dreamed. And place it with care, on a star.
I used to tell myself at night I am the canvas - oversized Is it you who paints the picture? Or is it I? I took the brushes - round and dry But colors didn't match the sky So I just had to improvise. I made it pink and grey and red I found the clouds all in my head I didn't think again and tried To just paint over you and I.
From this day on I have decided To turn people into trees And let them grow As they should be; With the branches in the wind And a hundred eyes as leaves, With the roots throughout the soil And embraces in their dreams. From this day on, The wholeness of the forest Would not dare to gently die As the beating hearts inside Would not stop to try to believe again In the golden sphere of joy Up inside the morning sky.
Gather your petals while you can, The sun is moving to a new land, Together with the bees and butterflies, The little birds, the clovers, and the flies. He's leaving us for a short while, Without even saying goodbye. In his place, the night will reign, With its great mysteries - its pains. But worried we should not be, 'Cause there's no real distance Between you and me. The darkness cannot replace Even the sun's tiniest remains.