I have found a heart of gold.
I have found a heart
that even a lifetime is not sufficient
to encounter a similar one.
If April is really the cruellest month
I must confirm,
‘cause a deep mourning within
is scattering my soul.
A wound that will last forever,
vanishing times
in which our eyes crossed,
our hearts rejoiced,
our pinkies touched lightly.
Smiling eyes, craving closeness
but fear of it likewise.
Emotions run deep, but
what remains is just
a memory of vanishing moments
in which two different, but
at the same time resembling souls
stumbled on each other,
stayed side by side
for a while, like siblings
who then take their own way.
I just want to thank You. Thank You
God, from the bottom of my heart.
Please,
I make You a request that
You cannot refuse to me.
I ask You to guard
and protect the warm-hearted,
unforgettable, precious souls
that still exist in this cruel world.
May all blessings come upon him,
‘cause he has great quests to accomplish.
The mountains, the river, the lake,
wild birds, the stars, the Moon,
every particle of this macrocosm
may help him find his way.
A noble warrior You gave us.
Not to be wasted
by indifferent creatures, but
to be cared for, as he does
through his gentle nature.