Sunset in Copenhagen

Mystical element is the sun

ardent and hot like only himself

sometimes cloudy, rainy and doubtful

sometimes strong, firm and secure

 

Orange, yellow or light blue

whatever you want to be

how and when you want to

no questions, no doubts about yourself

 

Just wanting to want to be

to grow, to believe

to live and feel and laugh

to sometimes cry, but always rise

 

Shy, alone, unique being

furious and fearful

how could it be

 

Alone, tender, alive, he is red

the slow world passes at his feet

without grudges nor fears

no doubts, no rush, no breeze

only him

 

Soon I dream, I live, I believe

to go beyond to a future thing

a dream and a feeling, and a laugh

here and there he has to come

 

Sun:

even in your absence you leave light,

your peace, your place, your solitude

even in your absence you are present

with hot brushstrokes captured in steam

 

Calm, smooth, intact water down below

with no worries, no memories to flow

fluid it dances and elapses here and there

being, seeing, hearing, going where?

 

Colored mist that attracts, what do you hide?

captivates, embraces, overwhelms

the secrets of heaven

ephemeral, agile, soft as the wind

 

Furtive, fleeing time that escapes at birth

where have you gone? where have you gone?

at the beginning or escaped suddenly to the end?