Anticipation
No matter how we age,
for me you'll always be the same,
like in our youth when we were at our fairest;
and although our withering since 30 years
have marked our brows with sinister corruption,
our friendship has increased the more in beauty
and in depth of mutual respect.
What are all worldly sorrows
with a global melt-down and our planet burning up,
with human poisoning of carelessness corrupting our environment,
to the pleasure of our meeting once again
together after too long a geographic separation?
Looking forward to our reuniting
and the reinforcement of our friendship
is for me a universal joy of such immensity
that it excludes the possibility of any worldly crisis.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2008-07-24 at 13:14
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