Penguins

I wish I could hug the penguins of the Antarctic,

give them some of the warmth that I hide inside.

I wish men would be fulfilled by the beauty of things,

fully living colors, friends, love, the breeze of the sea.

I wish we speciated from dinosaurs, I'll fly to you any time;

just waves can travel wingless along seconds and width.

I wish my devoted smiles help you, as yours did with me;

the confusion will not collide, polluting the air you breathe.

I wish that The Revolution of the Earth will end those sad tides,

quickly cleaning up the mess that we have sometimes inside.

I wish no one would ever feel alone, insecure, scared, or unloved.

Naïf looks like a singing boy, are still there in the forgiveness age.

I wish the 4 species of penguins could be living together in peace:

Adélie, Chinstrap, Emperor, Gentoo share a difficult cold space.

I wish I was next to the sorrow's body to bring calm and quietness;

when I felt for the first time someone's true love, I suddenly cried.

I wish to be able to bear the entire world's pain but especially yours.

The portrait of your happiness is my joy — nothing else matters now.

29th of August 2017, Rome

© Illustration by Delia Hamer