Many Times I Wonder
Is there a place where I belong
And which I have searched already
For so long
With fruitless results?
Where are the signs or directions?
I ask myself many times:
Are there any connection
Somewhere on these roads
That indicates the way?
I just keep wondering!
Perhaps there are maps
Which others have found,
Written paths leading to holy grounds,
With buried treasure within...
The chance has arrived
To find and explore this special place
And find the golden door
That would lead me
To my dreamed Angel!
Resisting discoveries beyond
Mortal security and holding on,
Knowing imperfection
Is part of me!
Romeo Della Valle
All rights reserved (c)2013
New York City
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