This is a tale of two
in a museum.
This is a tale of a museum
full of secrets.
This is a tale of secrets
between two lands.
One – between the mountains,
Another – between the fields.
This is a tale of Sangiovese
poured in my glass.
A tale of non-betrayal,
a commitment all at once.
This is a tale of alleluias,
of faith of our fathers.
This is a tale of churches
we haven’t felt yet.
This is a tale of ‘SOMOS’ –
we are!
This is a tale of new voices.
This is a tale of prayers
on weekdays in summer.
Prayers that are going on
Like sea tides…
This is a tale of suddenness,
which is so holy.
This is a tale of jogging
up the street.
This is a tale
of when the world becomes
so certain and so small.
This is a tale of…
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