Infinito

Always dear to me was this hermitage hill And this hedge Which goes so far of the last horizon the gaze excludes But sitting and looking Take it forever spaces beyond that And superhuman silence And very deep stillness I pretend in my thoughts Where for a while the heart is not afraid And like the wind I hear rustling among these plants I that one infinite silence to this voice I am Comparing and I remember the eternal And the dead seasons And the present and alive And the sound of her So between this immensity drowns my thought And shipwreck is sweet for me in this sea