OBBLIGATED PHASE

the gust of the wind
is the insurrection
that feeds the flame
it dissipates the intentions

sometimes the heat
draws a boon
other times it's inopportune
its smooking is a drama
other times it's inopportune
it drops the cane filled by lava

it takes the bold
to mess the hair
without even
asking their unknown name
as if it was
a necessary phase
as if the world
went out of a maze

as if the nature
was coughing
and we who play
whitout knowing the moves..

we know nothing..

Mirko Penza