let me weep ("lascia ch'io pianga")

I search for tomorrow
in the corner where the broken umbrella sits
replaced now by small folding ones
which rarely have much character...
teacup in hand while
I remember the last stormy gust
which tore it inside out

my faint heart barely murmuring
leave me my tears
drowning in cruel destiny
the last breaths of freedom
I would invoke the goddess of pity
let my pain break the bonds
of my martyrdom

will I find a glimpse of the future
in coded words from random books
high on a dusty shelf
where the past must first be separated
from today's incertitude?
red wine forgotten by the fireside
my quest drowned in fading sobriety
the storm took all my favorite landmarks
I am blind now

my faint heart barely murmuring
leave me my tears

I would cast aside this day
its raindrop verses
rhyme with no known thunder
plundering my heart
and wetting my desires
caught in the web of providence
a flask of spring water at my side
I set upon a path of sweet grass
wandering among the hills
and cast aside the comfort of my leather boots
welcoming the thorns and pebbles

my faint heart barely murmuring
leave me my tears
and sigh for my lost freedom




"lascia ch'io pianga"
(let me weep)
20 december, 2006
[2006.20.12…c]

Inspired from the aria from Handel's opera "Rinaldo"