Father (To my Dad)
Where you my father
survived through iron and fire
hard mountain to climb
raised too much from the ground
in my brain's fancies.
I've tried to follow our ways
at my sunrise's meantime
giving speed to youth's paces
by the force of your aims
in propeller's cadences
to chimeras in skies
into seas' liquid hugs.
Against targets on air
spitted wise paper's whiteness
among swirls of envy
for the power of your mind.
When you did end your path
in the broken time's raving
I did engrave your name
in the book of my life
with loving certainty.
On the Earth will be shine
when God shall receive you

Lino Bertuzzi
Copyright ©2005 Lino Prospero Bertuzzi