Club Poetico

                                                                                  Velata signora evanescente
                                                                                   che avanzi leggiadra,

                                                                                   la natura s'inchina
                                                                                   e le rondini si fanno corona.

                                                                                  Intensi profumi irrompono
                                                                                  sulla terra dormiente

                                                                                  e gli alberi nudi
                                                                                  or vestiti a festa,

                                                                                  celebrano la Sublime Presenza.

                                                                                  L'animo, un tempo silente,
                                                                                   canta melodie al cielo turchino

                                                                                  e l'esplosione di colori
                                                                                   ravviva i pallidi volti oscurati.

                                                                                  Negli aridi cuori feriti
                                                                                   germoglia  una lacrima.