Sweetness and virtue.
( third version )

Sweet and present
delight, when
the sound of a
blackbird spreads
in the air with
a certain rapidity
I see your profile
proceeding alone
while the candour
returns and the
wind’s intuition
appears near
a shade: the soft
wind invites you
to cry, a tender
sensation remains
in the dark to discover
your wonder…

Francesco Sinibaldi