tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47165377791669972332024-03-13T13:15:25.316+01:00Obiettori di ParolePoesie, piccoli racconti, aforismi, arte, musicaUri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.comBlogger624125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-41917194202742478252022-12-22T17:38:00.000+01:002022-12-22T17:38:42.172+01:00Spiritualizzare la materia - URI_DINKA<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW7gFedB5795G6he9WMEGjdz8-8Je8nd_WTCgxq1z9oLgO0IYJeLehn6Hw34xepygs3BTW7-y1TKURK2YYaRHC2M8NURR5VflijVcmO7lMa0I4mp2QY6GzEdrqtGzX2Y-A7d8LFLFcJjSkBsSt4o2ARcMM271TE0GzoeCXHG-fVL3akwy6OkTd9yhUpQ/s640/gogh.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="510" data-original-width="640" height="358" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW7gFedB5795G6he9WMEGjdz8-8Je8nd_WTCgxq1z9oLgO0IYJeLehn6Hw34xepygs3BTW7-y1TKURK2YYaRHC2M8NURR5VflijVcmO7lMa0I4mp2QY6GzEdrqtGzX2Y-A7d8LFLFcJjSkBsSt4o2ARcMM271TE0GzoeCXHG-fVL3akwy6OkTd9yhUpQ/w449-h358/gogh.jpeg" width="449" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><span style="font-size: large;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Quando il sole va a dormire</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Altrove espone ogni cosa</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sotto la sua impavida luce</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Lunghi banchi al mercato del se</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Espongono maschere ben riuscite</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Mutazioni applaudite</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Da vendere al prezzo migliore</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Quando nasce la luna dal mare</span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I suoi raggi di luce si fanno onde</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">E il cielo li emula</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Acqua, cielo e stelle si confondono</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Come un quadro di Van Gogh</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">L’uomo, fascinato, resta muto</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">A contemplare ciò che immagina più grande di lui</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">L’umiltà diventa carne</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">e occhi, bocca, orecchie</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">L’anima si illumina mostrandosi all’Universo</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Dio la vede e la riconosce come parte di se</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Accogliendola</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Uri_Dinka__22.12.22</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Notte stellata sul Rodano di Vincent Van Gogh</span></div></span></span>Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-29700789824896393462022-12-22T17:30:00.003+01:002022-12-22T17:30:44.615+01:00L’ombra del cuore - URI_DINKA<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEias4Vt3OeS1nrh4xkiCzRfWcFpZk36r2PbcVMqj_h7tRUWDhMN6Gc_8ApMYIZrTYpUMSYAyHmE6r-YC0PH6J-WM7XMkU5Lp_mYN46X3wnAGyjRYDCxUn57IEZZ2Ka5J55zmV_141WUbFJdKE-G6vqIxEuioT999mD-t8XvPbg7CbxLsCaBix6VuL3dNg/s1548/cris.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1548" data-original-width="1242" height="459" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEias4Vt3OeS1nrh4xkiCzRfWcFpZk36r2PbcVMqj_h7tRUWDhMN6Gc_8ApMYIZrTYpUMSYAyHmE6r-YC0PH6J-WM7XMkU5Lp_mYN46X3wnAGyjRYDCxUn57IEZZ2Ka5J55zmV_141WUbFJdKE-G6vqIxEuioT999mD-t8XvPbg7CbxLsCaBix6VuL3dNg/w369-h459/cris.jpeg" width="369" /></a></div><p></p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">È un serpente attorcigliato al cuore</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">L’Amore</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Stordita come una civetta sotto al sole</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Lotto contro questo vento fantasma</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Inutile lucidare i ricordi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Non si può sperare in meglio e poi rifiutare</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ho edificato sulla sofferenza</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Roccaforti alte fino al cielo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Nutrito ogni giorno</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Il mio potere di anima(le) in ascesa</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Nuovi fuochi ora sorgono ai confini</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Naufraga dentro a un cielo di stelle</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Spingo avanti il mio piede migliore</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Per lanciare il cuore</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Oltre i bagliori</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Guardare il mondo con occhi di versi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Lasciar danzare il karma</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sulle squame di questa vita</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Mi appoggio a un raggio di luna</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Il primo quarto</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Distribuisce i suoi sogni lucidi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Come hascisc di quello buono</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Deglutisco con gola arsa</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sorsi troppo asciutti da assaporare</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Un nuovo respiro</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Come un fantasma</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Attende di essere liberato</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Reggo il peso della spada</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Nel sangue delle vene</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">La pelle pizzica</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Come prima di un temporale</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Pioggia arida percuote</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ogni goccia illumina</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">E si spegne di colori</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Troppo caldi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Per questa notte algida</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Poi il ritorno</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Quasi violento</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Come la vita quotidiana</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Uri__Dinka_03.12.22</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Art Christian Schloe</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div> Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-75767865188176224342022-12-22T17:11:00.000+01:002022-12-22T17:11:52.415+01:00E così l’inverno - URI_DINKA<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhehN6bywEIXZTlkcX3j2oSFhf2pxtTIZgEkqzLNKNxDVSX3ZOIqd7iu-YgBR0UJJmeIgzQ84-pmOkG5gvXfFNSLJQmBffaNf9O4VZdooOcstMFHEmZX6Og6ArwWRGkWfnXrTzUWSqBtQwAzjRqgC1iJ7UiEApJ4eotC9AFPtS78zlKZG-MSkzlzlEn0w/s2048/inv.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1711" data-original-width="2048" height="377" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhehN6bywEIXZTlkcX3j2oSFhf2pxtTIZgEkqzLNKNxDVSX3ZOIqd7iu-YgBR0UJJmeIgzQ84-pmOkG5gvXfFNSLJQmBffaNf9O4VZdooOcstMFHEmZX6Og6ArwWRGkWfnXrTzUWSqBtQwAzjRqgC1iJ7UiEApJ4eotC9AFPtS78zlKZG-MSkzlzlEn0w/w451-h377/inv.jpeg" width="451" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">E così l’inverno</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Veloce</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Arriva da lontano</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Un brivido improvviso</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Dimenticato</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Inaspettato</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Ora tutto cambia</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">I balconi chiusi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Il cielo viola</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Il rado starnazzare dei gabbiani</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">L’abbaiare ovattato dei cani di sotto</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">I colombi che bevono sulla terrazza</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Il mondo esterno dentro una campana</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">I tuoi pensieri più espansi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Nel profondo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Si spostano come fumo d’incenso</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Da cui si leggono messaggi da lontano</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Inviati da una Dea all’alba del mondo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Uri__Dinka_30.11.22</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Art__<a href="https://www.facebook.com/Imagesdominiquehoffer?__cft__[0]=AZX3y6hfOXJJkCF8vbq4Ji78l5nbJ4BkVVaJ8qzMmHlOw2GGSZnLQdeNl2SM3ltuv74EqCUJJ3UGZHLjX3zPKXqDlyGJW2MHcLsmjJXRFeqgt0QxlvczLNDErir9hreZ-fQiPQsMqoRU5bOdq5bm0NGsq4ZEjgiwCdl9VgVn-Uc1qmbSdlAYJ86IY98599JqQZq2_Mr2GG5-fSKb2rxMpXwo&__tn__=-]K-y-R">Dominique Hoffer</a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div> Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-70831517640300453132022-10-18T19:53:00.003+02:002022-10-18T20:22:42.841+02:00L'Eleganza del Corvo___Uri_Dinka<p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAxdFx9A19gngK1Db8x6ShHjEqF_RKkvHXWZ-JPvN4pOnvZLz48kZZPxkh4lCjlDmkwQ58q4Q2EMsfCOZBgn9g1F6zdDViE9MP7-2bAaccmedCJIyqriL8G0qA9RIGO_Bii_m_FPDDqxqIiezGY3g4XMAd5fMCc_H7QeWWYa1AJwMFZ5te7pdVeCwBSQ/s886/a.jpeg"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAxdFx9A19gngK1Db8x6ShHjEqF_RKkvHXWZ-JPvN4pOnvZLz48kZZPxkh4lCjlDmkwQ58q4Q2EMsfCOZBgn9g1F6zdDViE9MP7-2bAaccmedCJIyqriL8G0qA9RIGO_Bii_m_FPDDqxqIiezGY3g4XMAd5fMCc_H7QeWWYa1AJwMFZ5te7pdVeCwBSQ/w388-h485/a.jpeg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">La parola, breve, esita</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Nell’irruenza della timidezza</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Fugace infedeltà</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Spinge la lingua</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Dentro la bocca colma</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Invoca una scienza dell’anima</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Per donare al mondo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I pensieri dell’universo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Continuo a chiedere con gli occhi dentro</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Mentre il piano della trama</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">(il nostro) si contorce</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Un incendio di fuoco bianco</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Un velo di energia si interpone</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Tra dentro e fuori</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“Siamo anime in Azione</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">La passione per la lotta</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">è una ferita dentro l'anima</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">che sanguina amore per la libertà</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Nuovi mangiatori di sole arriveranno</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Come uccisori del mattino del mondo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Avanzi ostili dell’umanità</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Ma una sfida non è una minaccia</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Se guardi il mondo con occhi da uccello”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Le zanne della notte</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Accendono le stelle</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Luminosi occhi ammiccano nell’universo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“Il nemico non merita odio”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Brucio il mio diario</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Ringrazio le parole</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Attendo che l’alba indossi le ali</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Per benedire chi incontrerà la luce</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">da “L’ultimo ciclo”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">di Uri_Dinka</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Palermo__05.10.22</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Immagine Christian Schloe</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="x1swvt13 xsag5q8 x1pi30zi xyamay9" style="padding: 16px 16px 12px;"><div class="x78zum5" style="display: flex;"><div class="x3nfvp2" style="display: inline-flex;"><div aria-label="Modifica" class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x1ypdohk xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1o1ewxj x3x9cwd x1e5q0jg x13rtm0m x87ps6o x1lku1pv x1a2a7pz x9f619 x3nfvp2 xdt5ytf xl56j7k 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font-weight: 600; white-space: nowrap;"><h2 class="x1heor9g x1qlqyl8 x1pd3egz x1a2a7pz xzpqnlu x1hyvwdk xjm9jq1 x6ikm8r x10wlt62 x10l6tqk x1i1rx1s" dir="auto" style="clip-path: inset(50%); clip: rect(0px, 0px, 0px, 0px); color: #1c1e21; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: inherit; font-weight: inherit; height: 1px; margin: 0px; outline: none; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; position: absolute; white-space: normal; width: 1px;">Commenti</h2><div class="x78zum5 x13a6bvl xdj266r xktsk01 xat24cr x1d52u69" style="color: #1c1e21; display: flex; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: 400; justify-content: flex-end; margin: 0px 16px; white-space: normal;"></div><div class="x78zum5 x13a6bvl xdj266r xktsk01 xat24cr x1d52u69" style="color: #1c1e21; display: flex; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: 400; justify-content: flex-end; margin: 0px 16px; white-space: normal;"></div><div class="x10wlt62 x6ikm8r" style="color: #1c1e21; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: 400; overflow: hidden; white-space: normal;"></div></div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 0.9375rem; font-weight: 600; white-space: nowrap;"> </span></span></span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-44775822337794047792022-09-08T20:40:00.003+02:002022-10-18T20:15:00.807+02:00Anima Antica__Uri_Dinka<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZx0u-03beZHP7yx2fLs-ZstTcLDIR5Fde9c6SmzZMqPsyMk29TgSHdYGL8t6gy1eMFXPf3X2bylaHUXv-oOPxbYMMTGnd4T22vk21jGMneF8Mj91MwwsKOxvcj7sOkm4KteXLZg1ptBfnHlESIyyD8n2FS8td2iHQTt2Tnn86tqwM0bogNyJu_5xr-g/s640/a.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="513" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZx0u-03beZHP7yx2fLs-ZstTcLDIR5Fde9c6SmzZMqPsyMk29TgSHdYGL8t6gy1eMFXPf3X2bylaHUXv-oOPxbYMMTGnd4T22vk21jGMneF8Mj91MwwsKOxvcj7sOkm4KteXLZg1ptBfnHlESIyyD8n2FS8td2iHQTt2Tnn86tqwM0bogNyJu_5xr-g/s320/a.jpeg" width="257" /></a></div><br />Gli anni ingialliscono<br />Trainati dai cicli della terra<br />E dell’anima<br />Il corpo si ritrae nel tempo e nello spazio<br />Restituendo foglie a Madre Terra<br />È tutto scritto sulla pelle della storia<br />In quale punto sei, viandante della Terra<br />Hai già superato la notte<br />La più temibile delle cantastorie? <br />Hai raggiunto l’Alba<br />Dove gli incubi ritirano la loro armata notturna?<br />Non addolorarti, non rallegrarti<br />Ovunque ti trovi è il luogo esatto<br />Della tua Anima<br />Non c’è un giusto cammino<br />Non esiste il tempo<br />Solo il tuo chiaro intento<br /><div class="l7ghb35v kjdc1dyq kmwttqpk gh25dzvf jikcssrz n3t5jt4f" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "system-ui", ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"></div><div>Uri_Dinka__02.09.22</div><div>ph Christian Schloe</div>Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-74105855900388046822022-08-31T18:33:00.000+02:002022-08-31T18:33:10.490+02:00P r o f e z i a___Uri_Dinka<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmU2heqC0Rk6eLcDKTosZqahzcJs5kdJfx8b5xC31NxtnF0XEkSe-5HZiNCcMh4Iv3-zVxFKqn6jPlUKNwsSeb86rZ6yJ9CGmAG3Etlwn4nMS35pMwrv9GTmkbgLnAxb3xM-c_D5E5Kw2hJqqD-zEBn58Hv_T9GXz4MBEpPgBTiiVA71uFN2pi_u4j0w/s854/PR.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="854" data-original-width="650" height="433" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmU2heqC0Rk6eLcDKTosZqahzcJs5kdJfx8b5xC31NxtnF0XEkSe-5HZiNCcMh4Iv3-zVxFKqn6jPlUKNwsSeb86rZ6yJ9CGmAG3Etlwn4nMS35pMwrv9GTmkbgLnAxb3xM-c_D5E5Kw2hJqqD-zEBn58Hv_T9GXz4MBEpPgBTiiVA71uFN2pi_u4j0w/w331-h433/PR.jpeg" width="331" /></a></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ricaddi a terra</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I miei occhi si aprirono sull’Universo</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ombre di tempo scorrevano all’inverso</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“Due energie si incroceranno</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">L’invasiva e l’inevitabile</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Come un sussurro e un urlo</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Hanno origine dalla stessa gola”</span></div></span><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Vecchie forme muoiono</span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Uno spazio e un tempo nuovo</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Si aprono sulla pagina</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Fiori veri</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">In un giardino artificiale</span></div></span><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Là dove si raduna la forza</span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">È la radice del se</span></div></span><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Uri_Dinka_03.11.2020</span></span></div><p></p>Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-18983397180989848902022-08-11T17:42:00.000+02:002022-08-11T17:42:34.201+02:00Il sogno della Shamana - URI__DINKA<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbbDxla76Wo6Dxp4dhBAOWg_S8lwjyFzNExpcxcXsNpU7X9FS05XxF8IQ03cr1Z7osXldbuLcOSmA4az899R8ntHMEjeBetfVTMwBBw_FR1Bo_rRly1aufhqEmz7BT8HNCMxD71vK770gScbUAItB8C3Dw3IJtIt4-PqjlbPuAde59fM9SBYkmbklWNg/s2035/1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2035" data-original-width="1080" height="743" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbbDxla76Wo6Dxp4dhBAOWg_S8lwjyFzNExpcxcXsNpU7X9FS05XxF8IQ03cr1Z7osXldbuLcOSmA4az899R8ntHMEjeBetfVTMwBBw_FR1Bo_rRly1aufhqEmz7BT8HNCMxD71vK770gScbUAItB8C3Dw3IJtIt4-PqjlbPuAde59fM9SBYkmbklWNg/w395-h743/1.jpeg" width="395" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #38761d; text-align: start;">Temperanza - dipinto a olio su tavola di Piero del Pollaiolo</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #38761d; text-align: start;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifrKOHhPkb-CYqXLLqHMcWnh7WBUka8AU3VREjcvzmlG0gXm9g8GfiOTZvMfWaF4-N_uPBsChfaVXpLdnsCooHUwji5u86xYBNjfFRhgQKLHBrnUydtOYRg4hq1RE9L-8kIMNCgMfgtrl9eWL4XmvDiCxiCo27o4loW3F-drmo79Yss_6r8z_6El29IQ/s1242/3.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1128" data-original-width="1242" height="332" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifrKOHhPkb-CYqXLLqHMcWnh7WBUka8AU3VREjcvzmlG0gXm9g8GfiOTZvMfWaF4-N_uPBsChfaVXpLdnsCooHUwji5u86xYBNjfFRhgQKLHBrnUydtOYRg4hq1RE9L-8kIMNCgMfgtrl9eWL4XmvDiCxiCo27o4loW3F-drmo79Yss_6r8z_6El29IQ/w366-h332/3.jpeg" width="366" /></a></div><p class="p1" style="color: #454545; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p class="p1" style="color: #454545; font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Il mio sogno è la poesia<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span></span></p><p class="p1" style="color: #454545; font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Il bacio dell’anima</span></p><p class="p1" style="color: #454545; font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Dove muori te stessa</span></p><p class="p1" style="color: #454545; font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Ed emergi come essenza</span></p><p class="p1" style="color: #454545; font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Un cielo che si confonde con il mare</span></p><p class="p2" style="color: #454545; font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p class="p1" style="color: #454545; font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Estinzione del dolore</span></p><p class="p1" style="color: #454545; font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Guarigione e recupero</span></p><p class="p2" style="color: #454545; font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p class="p1" style="color: #454545; font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Come il ciclo perfetto dell’acqua</span></p><p class="p1" style="color: #454545; font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Che dalla terra sale al cielo</span></p><p class="p1" style="color: #454545; font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">E dal cielo tramuta in pioggia</span></p><p class="p1" style="color: #454545; font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Per baciare la terra</span></p><p class="p1" style="color: #454545; font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Coccolarla con le sue lunghe carezze</span></p><p class="p1" style="color: #454545; font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Dentro la vita di ogni respiro</span></p><p class="p1" style="color: #454545; font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p class="p1" style="color: #454545; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><br />Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-57779843101516868122022-06-30T20:20:00.003+02:002022-10-18T20:31:30.992+02:00La Realtà Imposta__URI_DINKA<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsJC9LSuoBiLaoAZiGFvV1v8kIIiz9SepJzuig1vEBdehTw5NgorX_7ZXJTZLC6jhUafXzzPaluhx1dxkPuW_w16Efh6U8B-8Aa0beRtrTkBhNb9of-8DMY4_kjOScUaE7ue0SHE_mfGfk3kRn8u6A0_BZMX0Zcnkyh_hAmyLGPy_NHZJUBNb7hRLsLQ/s1170/aa.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1170" data-original-width="862" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsJC9LSuoBiLaoAZiGFvV1v8kIIiz9SepJzuig1vEBdehTw5NgorX_7ZXJTZLC6jhUafXzzPaluhx1dxkPuW_w16Efh6U8B-8Aa0beRtrTkBhNb9of-8DMY4_kjOScUaE7ue0SHE_mfGfk3kRn8u6A0_BZMX0Zcnkyh_hAmyLGPy_NHZJUBNb7hRLsLQ/w295-h400/aa.jpeg" width="295" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">In questo mondo di finta materia</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Dove tutto è possibile</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">(se riesci a immaginarlo bene)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Certi giorni sono così intensi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Da confondere la vita</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Non combatto più i pensieri cattivi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Li osservo da lontano</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Come figli abortiti</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Fiori di fuoco a rinverdire il cielo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Abbandono le brutte memorie</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Lascio che la luna canti la mia canzone</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Accarezzo quel che rimane</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">E leggo con leggerezza</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Dove il buono è già stato colto</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Spiando con l’occhio di luce</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Ciò che ne è stato</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Chi ne ha avuto</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Vorrei possedere il cuore di un angelo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">E con esso scrivere</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Di cielo che mi innalza</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Nei suoi spazi d’aria</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Che fendono come lame tese</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Riflettendo luci ed ombre</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Le parole tremano</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Come fossero preghiera</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Mentre attendo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Che il tamburo di guarigione</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Suoni i versi della mia canzone</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Non ho affrontato tutte le mie tempeste</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Per rinunciare adesso</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Dinka__ 29.06.22</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Art Carlos Quevedo</span></div><p></p>Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-67300282005601470742021-11-02T15:57:00.010+01:002022-03-09T17:11:54.484+01:00Voglio andarmene con madre terra negli occhi URI_DINKA<p></p><div style="text-align: center;"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhs3R6mCNghKlvcbAICBIpUi1r0MW3LbG_IJrpJBH_00Di8DUNErnTuhssZi5WsCpk-ADwGq0ygRZgOFqKJ02DSwLM8ljFPSceWwEvUtycr3quH3utNjNOXkjrr8m0USchhIMk7YHuQBbeKGcFpVz1m-GP1_e5JAJayFtKyim8nqXejStI3UGGh3oqZtA=s724" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="724" data-original-width="500" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhs3R6mCNghKlvcbAICBIpUi1r0MW3LbG_IJrpJBH_00Di8DUNErnTuhssZi5WsCpk-ADwGq0ygRZgOFqKJ02DSwLM8ljFPSceWwEvUtycr3quH3utNjNOXkjrr8m0USchhIMk7YHuQBbeKGcFpVz1m-GP1_e5JAJayFtKyim8nqXejStI3UGGh3oqZtA=w276-h400" width="276" /></a></div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">L’odore dell’inverno è già lì fuori</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">La terra chiude in se i semi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Per la nuova primavera</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Offrendo i suoi frutti per l'inverno</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Il rosso sangue del melograno</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Lancia il suo acuto grido</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Tra i colori di una natura</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Che ora protegge</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I suoi figli più intimi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I lupi infoltiscono il pelo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Presto la neve sarà una coperta</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Dove trovare più calore</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Che nel mondo di fuori</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Esposto ai venti taglienti</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Dell'odio e del rancore</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">La madre terra grida il suo dolore</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">A ogni impatto con l'asta della bandiera</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Della divisione</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Come un albero in autunno</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Lascio cadere le vecchie foglie di questa vita</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">In un ciclo che non può morire</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Saranno il nutrimento dei miei giorni a venire</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Uri_Dinka__02.11.19</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">photo Shin Benming</span></div><p></p>Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-45111234356952598722020-12-01T19:26:00.005+01:002022-06-30T20:21:33.758+02:00Respirando il mio sole___URI_DINKA<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nydHU5su3Jo/X8aG61JZjbI/AAAAAAAAIhQ/7e7262jLz7UdFUR8jC_2ensN6ZaNYSXxQCLcBGAsYHQ/s0/pira.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="455" data-original-width="440" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nydHU5su3Jo/X8aG61JZjbI/AAAAAAAAIhQ/7e7262jLz7UdFUR8jC_2ensN6ZaNYSXxQCLcBGAsYHQ/s0/pira.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Chiuderò gli occhi in luna calante </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Brucerò i miei tatuaggi </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Su una pira senza ritorno </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Il mio nome sarà scritto nei cieli </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Nascosto dal rumore del tempo </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Un respiro di altri mondi </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">La via dei canti senza gola </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Tornerò ad essere una stella </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Aiuterò il sole a risplendere ancora </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Accompagnerò i vostri sogni in luna piena </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Amerò i vostri desideri </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Lanciando stelle </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Nel giorno di San Lorenzo </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Aspetterò ogni notte </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Nello sconfinato sonno </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Tra brividi di luna </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">E riflessioni a mente spenta </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Ti sorprenderò nella tua ora</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Per non rincontrarci ancora </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">All’ombra di un debito dell’anima </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> Uri_Dinka__01.12.20</span></div>Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-38886914036978369312020-10-31T14:33:00.003+01:002020-10-31T14:33:54.369+01:00Lune di ottobre__URI_DINKA<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tqAxwLuW0J4/X51nAmUrJPI/AAAAAAAAIgU/RwfrXQBajbEeckJ4-_9nSU376To_rBpBQCLcBGAsYHQ/s750/luna.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="500" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tqAxwLuW0J4/X51nAmUrJPI/AAAAAAAAIgU/RwfrXQBajbEeckJ4-_9nSU376To_rBpBQCLcBGAsYHQ/w266-h400/luna.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="color: #073763; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">La prima luna cade</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sull’equinozio di clima autunnale </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sorprende con le sue promesse</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Di assistenza Universale</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Contro confusione e inganno</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Offerte da Nettuno</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">La seconda luna </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Enorme rubino color notte</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Nuota nel suo buio totale</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Angoli assopiti ora sbadigliano</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">In cerca di se stessi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I ricordi urlano agli avvoltoi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Le orecchie cadono</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">In un La diesis minore</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Parole come magia</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Su un silenzio condiviso</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">La terza luna</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sorge blu come il mare</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ti invita a scavare in azzurri abissi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">La fiducia e l’innocenza</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sono le guide</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Troverai il tuo cuore</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Il suo battito</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Il tuo palpito</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Per guardare la vita così com’è </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Senza ieri ne domani</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Totalizzata da un presente</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Che racchiude la tua essenza</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Come un uovo di serpente</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Dentro un nido d’aquila</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">_Uri_Dinka__31_10_20</span></div></span><p></p>Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-90520391498798179852020-10-31T14:24:00.002+01:002020-10-31T14:24:58.546+01:00Nodi Antichi__URI_DINKA<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B-bN8bl54d8/X51kv1Hq3YI/AAAAAAAAIgI/MjNaZ8YkfZsqKcC3oFmhKFZ3O8ALyLiLQCLcBGAsYHQ/s1440/sciamana.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1028" data-original-width="1440" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B-bN8bl54d8/X51kv1Hq3YI/AAAAAAAAIgI/MjNaZ8YkfZsqKcC3oFmhKFZ3O8ALyLiLQCLcBGAsYHQ/s320/sciamana.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Occhi aperti dentro al buio</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Flash accecanti </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">False evidenze</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Cieli si aprono</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Una sirena maschio nuota dentro</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Enormi nuvole di incanto</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Il tridente spinge verso altri sogni</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Placando le tempeste</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Irreversibili pensieri si arrotolano</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sottili tentacoli infrangibili</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Legano al limite del dolore </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">E poi scompaiono</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Dentro carni eteree</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Gli occhi guardano un altro cielo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Qui Dagon semina terre ancestrali</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Altre domande leggono le nuvole</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Incertezze </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Si srotolano piano piano</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Serpeggiano</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Come nidi di ofidi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Lentamente scavano buchi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Cunicoli portano altrove</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Raccontano di altri soli</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Esplosioni</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Nuovi fuochi come geiser</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Attraverso le fiamme</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">La pelle come lebbra</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Spella </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Da nerofumo a rosso carminio</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Le piaghe risucchiano l’occhio</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Che non guarda più il buio</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Stigmatizzato dal fuoco</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Brucia dentro universi variegati rosso arancio</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Vorticosi come flutti evanescenti</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ipnosi di dolore</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Scioglie nodi antichi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Acqua sgorga</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Salata come ai primordi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Di questo universo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Del mio universo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Poi il profumo delle rose</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Mi porta ancora via</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">A casa</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Uri Dinka_05_08_18</span></div></span><p></p>Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-90527297261421202632020-10-12T14:55:00.003+02:002020-10-31T14:26:09.055+01:00Regina delle nuvole__UriDinka<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-llxNpUEWH8U/X4RRsFSbGfI/AAAAAAAAIfU/_0vhzYi02OMz8yczDVGyp5zUjIwGV0M4ACLcBGAsYHQ/s658/sire.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="658" data-original-width="640" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-llxNpUEWH8U/X4RRsFSbGfI/AAAAAAAAIfU/_0vhzYi02OMz8yczDVGyp5zUjIwGV0M4ACLcBGAsYHQ/w389-h400/sire.jpg" width="389" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">In un Alba Notturna</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">A pelle nuda</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Tra le polveri antiche</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">La regina delle nuvole</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Abbraccia il suo silenzio</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Tra terra e cielo</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Nelle pieghe gualcite</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Emette i suoi sospiri</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Aria e terra</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Si può trasgredire il cielo?</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">In una notte di luna piena</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">La regina delle nuvole</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Riconoscerà l’acqua</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Fonte profonda e pura</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Lì immergerà la sua anima</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Acqua e aria</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Come le nuvole</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Uri__30_09_20</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Cherylwalshfineart</span></div></span></span><p></p>Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-77495157703246187502020-10-12T14:52:00.003+02:002022-04-06T15:23:51.018+02:00La notte dell'anima_Uri_Dinka<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xy6QeyFbg68/X4RQ9-256vI/AAAAAAAAIfI/x1xHhNvLd3Q3DNe7At4xgOYI5KCkWdOywCLcBGAsYHQ/s1440/luce.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1074" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xy6QeyFbg68/X4RQ9-256vI/AAAAAAAAIfI/x1xHhNvLd3Q3DNe7At4xgOYI5KCkWdOywCLcBGAsYHQ/w478-h640/luce.jpg" width="478" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sii la luce</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Occhi pieni di anima</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Illuminano il cammino</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“La magia e la saggezza</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sono la tua luce di nascita"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">"Lo spazio e il tempo si piegano</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">attraverso la volontà”</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Il rumore dei sogni mi sveglia</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">L’arcobaleno vola sulle ali di un uccello</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Verso il sole nascente all’orizzonte</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">L’alba purifica il giorno</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Con un nuovo concetto interiore</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sciolgo la notte dell’anima</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Un nuovo ciclo ha inizio</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Uri_Dinka__17_09_20</span></div></span></span><p></p>Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-20277350048992853842020-10-12T14:49:00.001+02:002020-10-31T14:27:24.286+01:00Spada rovente__Uri_Dinka<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zGqOK7sT7EM/X4RQO6IOjwI/AAAAAAAAIfA/618Ktc-xOU4j7dkmYagL71RATy4NrLoEQCLcBGAsYHQ/s280/spada.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="280" data-original-width="280" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zGqOK7sT7EM/X4RQO6IOjwI/AAAAAAAAIfA/618Ktc-xOU4j7dkmYagL71RATy4NrLoEQCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h400/spada.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="color: #660000;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Il mio cuore</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Spada rovente</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Conficcata nel ghiaccio</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Fu forgiato da elfi e fate</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Nessun uomo potrà averlo</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Pensavo....</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Poi arrivi tu</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Semplice e forte di buone cose</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">E la tua energia</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Come un effetto serra</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Scioglie quel gelo</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ora un fluire di vita</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">E sogno</span></div></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">Uri_Dinka__21.09.20</span> </span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></div></span></span><p></p>Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-67137762664786953202020-10-12T14:45:00.005+02:002020-11-10T18:46:49.423+01:00L'Abbraccio __Uri_Dinka<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X-t6BvAr2DY/X4RPZ2oyrtI/AAAAAAAAIe4/YklBlSzTeuQYOyYHItmVkTBfBC3e4U57ACLcBGAsYHQ/s1004/abbra.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1004" data-original-width="1004" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X-t6BvAr2DY/X4RPZ2oyrtI/AAAAAAAAIe4/YklBlSzTeuQYOyYHItmVkTBfBC3e4U57ACLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h400/abbra.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="color: #444444;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">L’ abbraccio</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Quella specie di tana</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Da cui ti senti avvolta e protetta</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Un enorme scaldino morbido e pulsante</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Dotato di parola</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">E di silenzio</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Un intreccio intricato</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Da foresta incantata</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">In cui si mischiano ossa, pelle, odori e sensazioni</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Tenerezze e sapori</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">L’abbraccio ...</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Uri_Dinka__17_09_20</span></div></span></span><p></p>Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-12600239925813367062020-10-12T14:41:00.000+02:002020-10-12T14:41:02.389+02:00So chi ero__Uri Dinka<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w6JED1lloZ8/X4ROCwHHwZI/AAAAAAAAIes/EItIsXOcNZMUsLkckUL6sKVlrp9zR-moQCLcBGAsYHQ/s563/io.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="563" data-original-width="533" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w6JED1lloZ8/X4ROCwHHwZI/AAAAAAAAIes/EItIsXOcNZMUsLkckUL6sKVlrp9zR-moQCLcBGAsYHQ/w379-h400/io.jpg" width="379" /></a></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #073763;">So chi sono</span></span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #073763;">So chi ero</span></span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #073763;">Domani... una magnifica sconosciuta</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #073763;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #073763;">Quanta eccitazione in questa certezza </span></span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #073763;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #073763;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #073763;">Uri__09_09_20</span></span></div></span><p></p>Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-83544793709566615672020-10-12T14:35:00.002+02:002020-11-10T18:50:09.083+01:00Il salto della fede__Uri_Dinka<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KLciTHFp9wo/X4RM45zNVLI/AAAAAAAAIeg/5Z2gtPSEb1sPf_mw3NTGiFmSZTeI9QvDwCLcBGAsYHQ/s1440/grata.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="972" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KLciTHFp9wo/X4RM45zNVLI/AAAAAAAAIeg/5Z2gtPSEb1sPf_mw3NTGiFmSZTeI9QvDwCLcBGAsYHQ/w270-h400/grata.jpg" width="270" /></a></div><br /><p></p><span style="color: #4c1130;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Le zanzare arrivano</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Nelle notti più luttuose</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Banchettano sul mio corpo</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Mentre l’ansia divora la mia anima</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Come un lupo affamato e solo</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Nella neve</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Provo a organizzare una tregua</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sui pensieri decadenti</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Implorando l’alba di dare luce</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Alla mia notte di sudore</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">E gabbiani sghignazzanti</span></div></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Il salto della fede</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">In lista d’attesa</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ammicca sullo sfondo</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ma il coraggio rimane sparpagliato</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ai piedi di questa veglia sanguisuga</span></div></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Un’altra notte sprecata</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Offerta sull’altare di un dio</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Che odio e che amo</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Incoerenza puerile</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Che sa ferire come adulto</span></div></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Guido il mio corpo verso il bagno</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Illudendomi che liberandogli la vescica</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Possa tornare a dormire</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Intanto spendo altri 5 minuti</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Di questa notte infida e aliena</span></div></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Accettare o rifiutare</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Due verbi all’infinito</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Che coniugano una sentenza</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ma questo cuore ha perso</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Il suo bel colore rosso sanguigno</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">E si è coperto di rughe tristi</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">A chi potrò donarlo ancora?</span></div></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Un’onda calda di sudore mi assale</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Esco in giardino con un incenso in mano</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Le zanzare voraci mi aspettano al varco</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Nemmeno loro hanno finito</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">di punzecchiare</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Questa notte non voglio più lottare</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Che si prendano pure il mio sangue</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Prima o poi tornerà polvere in queste vene</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">E il mio corpo si ricongiungerà alla terra</span></div></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sarà allora che tornerò a casa</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Tra le stelle</span></div></span></span><div style="font-size: large; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Uri Dinka__17.08.20</span></div></span></span>Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-43271990000083764842020-10-12T14:29:00.004+02:002020-10-12T14:30:52.279+02:00Presagio di un covid__Uri_Dinka<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a 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style="font-family: inherit;">E ci sono ritmi</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ci sono amori</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">E ci sono abbandoni</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ci sono danze</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">E ci sono oblii</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ci sono tempi maturi</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">E ci sono terre sterili</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ci sono battiti lenti</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">E aritmie</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Cieli azzurri</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">E mari in tempesta</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Guarigioni</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">E virus in festa</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Viviamo tra altri corpi</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">E siamo soli</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Subiamo le decisioni di tutti</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ma siamo Uno</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Morirà nell’oscurità</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">L’armonia del conflitto?</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Uri__29_02_20</span></div></span></span><p></p>Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-49389183616281060832020-10-12T14:21:00.005+02:002022-10-18T20:25:07.072+02:00Come incubo diurno__Uri_Dinka<p></p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0 0 0 40px; padding: 0px;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XyRmlEnBYSs/X4RJPwQXfeI/AAAAAAAAIeI/UHa5ee9CU8keavAprYpyGh90-DKRE4RcACLcBGAsYHQ/s528/carlos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="528" data-original-width="398" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XyRmlEnBYSs/X4RJPwQXfeI/AAAAAAAAIeI/UHa5ee9CU8keavAprYpyGh90-DKRE4RcACLcBGAsYHQ/w301-h400/carlos.jpg" width="301" /></a></div></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Amo il mio dolore</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Quello specchio nero</span></div><span style="color: #660000; font-size: medium;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Che svanisce nei miei sogni</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Come incubo diurno</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Quei vermi che scavano</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sotto il sole, alla luce</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Inghiottendone i detriti</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sono la cornice e lo specchio</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Di una danza macabra</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Di bei pensieri a lutto</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Un macroscopio con lente d’ingrandimento</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">E fulgido intelletto</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Amo il buio che si fa strada</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Un blackout azzurrino</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Che ti porta altrove</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Dove i sogni sono in fasce</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Odio la ragione e i paraocchi</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Quel blocco di decenza</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Che stoppa il mio viaggio</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Come una catena lunga</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Ma non abbastanza</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Destino, Fato</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Che mi hai ammazzata</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Mi lasci sempre a metà</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Di un desiderio appena nato</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Uno sguardo all’orizzonte</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">E subito dopo, la morte</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Uri_Dinka__09_02_20</span></div></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">art Carlos Oviedo</span></div></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><p></p>Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-4222557250184822872020-10-12T14:12:00.001+02:002020-10-12T14:12:20.929+02:00Tu sei polvere di stelle - Lawrence Krauss<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tS0zWkP3n8Y/X4RGLD_9RNI/AAAAAAAAId8/T5I133J0yJIjiZRYrBiFg9rZgUPYLp9EgCLcBGAsYHQ/s600/stelle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="398" data-original-width="600" height="265" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tS0zWkP3n8Y/X4RGLD_9RNI/AAAAAAAAId8/T5I133J0yJIjiZRYrBiFg9rZgUPYLp9EgCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h265/stelle.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;">La cosa sorprendente è che ogni atomo nel tuo corpo viene da una stella che è esplosa.<br />E gli atomi nella tua mano sinistra vengono probabilmente da una stella differente da quella corrispondente alla tua mano destra. È la cosa più poetica che conosco della fisica: </blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;">*Tu sei polvere di stelle*<br />Tu non potresti essere qui se le stelle non fossero esplose, perché gli elementi che concernono l’evoluzione, il carbonio, l’azoto, l’ossigeno, il ferro, non furono creati all’inizio del tempo.<br />Sono stati creati nella fornace nucleare delle stelle, e il solo modo perché si trovassero nel tuo corpo, non è se non che le stelle fossero così gentili da esplodere...<br />Le stelle sono morte perché tu potessi essere qui adesso…<br />Lawrence Krauss</blockquote><p></p>Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-71380114938731560962020-10-12T13:57:00.002+02:002020-10-12T13:57:45.154+02:00Tira e tira... Uri_Dinka<p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PxfC8B00c3s/X4RCWeaFkAI/AAAAAAAAIdw/RcYE_WJg65sp_wjRjrFk3AUStMs9QztJgCLcBGAsYHQ/s753/filo2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="753" data-original-width="600" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PxfC8B00c3s/X4RCWeaFkAI/AAAAAAAAIdw/RcYE_WJg65sp_wjRjrFk3AUStMs9QztJgCLcBGAsYHQ/w319-h400/filo2.jpg" width="319" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br />È un filo che tira<br />Tira e non si rompe<br />Tira, e strappa, e scuce<br />Ma non si stacca<br />L’anima vorrebbe cedere<br />Ma non può<br />Non si può<br />E tira, tira<br />E non ti dà pace<br />Tira e non si rompe<br />Tira e non si stacca<br /><br />Uri_Dinka__25_01_20<br /></span><br /> </td></tr></tbody></table></p>Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-31137672194592411192020-10-12T13:45:00.003+02:002020-10-12T13:45:57.246+02:00Un fiore gelato - Uri Dinka<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-faWq9ff6nKA/X4RA13HShtI/AAAAAAAAIdk/WMzR_rFVUvsZm6yxczwot1o4D8yH6z6PwCLcBGAsYHQ/s800/Fiore.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="636" data-original-width="800" height="318" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-faWq9ff6nKA/X4RA13HShtI/AAAAAAAAIdk/WMzR_rFVUvsZm6yxczwot1o4D8yH6z6PwCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h318/Fiore.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Raccolgo la tua anima come un fiore</span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Caduto sotto il peso della brina d’inverno</span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Un fiore gelato</span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Che si è schiuso nel momento sbagliato</span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Non ha retto al dolore della notte</span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Fredda e oscura</span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Solo, senza luce e calore</span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Ha rinunciato a se stesso</span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">E alla pianta che lo nutriva</span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Ti ho visto e ti ho raccolto</span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Portandoti nel punto più felice</span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Al caldo tepore</span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Dell’amore senza condizione</span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Uri_Dinka__23_01_20</span></p></blockquote>Uri_Dinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17799250068631480753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4716537779166997233.post-50549726586709751932019-11-18T20:58:00.000+01:002019-11-18T20:58:09.136+01:00Però lasciala chiusa__Uri_Dinka<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #20124d; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">E un giorno magari venire fuori</span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Ricomincia la conta delle ore </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">L’attesa del tramonto del sole </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">La fine della settimana, dei mesi, delle stagioni </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">L’anno nuovo sta per arrivare </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Si aggiungerà agli altri </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Teschi disseminati in un deserto di attese </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Pazienze e dolori, desideri e passioni </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Abbandonati tra la sabbia del tempo </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Non era questa la promessa delle stelle </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Infrangi un destino scritto da tanto lontano </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Continuando a non capire la lezione </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Che si ripete come una pagina di storia mai imparata a memoria </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">E ti racconti che lo fai per il bene </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Per non dare pensiero </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">E non vuoi sapere </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Che chi ti ama muore ogni mattino </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">E rinasce nel sonno per incontrarti ancora </span></div>
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