Winter In Ulmi

For my friend, James Forte Somewhere in the East, far away through the plains of Baragan, there, at my house, the snow storm cover up, the whole universe ... I locked the door well and I made heat in the fireplace ... I'm like Doctor Jivago at Yuriatin ... The cats sit at the window and the puppy at my feet ... I fell asleep in the snow storm from outside… I got old and I'm happy that I saw and understand the World… In the night, far away it hears the bells of Churches ...