Trees of peace grow in remote places, and I embrace them.
[author title=”Stefania Miola ” image=”https://sindhcourier.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/08/Stefania-Miola-Italy-Sindh-Courier.jpg”]Stefania Miola is an eminent Poetess, Art Critic and Writer from Italy. She lives in a small town on the outskirts of Turin. Since 2015, three books of Stefania have been published – “One sky – the only true one”, “Violets in the Desert” and “The scent of the white rabbit”. These books were presented at the Turin International Book Fair and all books are awarded nationally and internationally. Her several poems are present in anthologies of various publishing houses. Stefania Miola had been writing for Sindh Courier.[/author]
The Secret of the Rainbow
I have become a colony for swallows
For to live in the flower season
Trees of peace grow in remote places
And I embrace them.
I see with the eyes of a poet
Than with the color of fireflies
Embellishes
The celestial card!
And us
We will be in the spontaneous geometry universe
Of colors on the palette of a great artist
That depicts only the sea
We will listen with the windows wide open
The music of the forgotten rattles
From the angels in the clouds,
Reminder that everything
It’s a miracle.
In our hands the ashes of thousands of colors
My eyes are still in yours.
And the wood gnomes have revealed to me
The secret of the rainbow!
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