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