Moving in a spiral ever upward
As in Sant’Angelo path to the top
Ascending so smoothly and arduous ahead
Which is forever sealed in my head.
Reached the Archangel, I keep going on,
Defender of heaven, I’m never alone.
Lifting San Marino mountaintop
It seemed to me that we could too quickly drop:
But nothing had happened on that lovely stop.
What was a failure in reality,
Turned a step urshering new rising,
The apparent ruin became a launchpad
Without summarising.
It’s interesting that in a dream
I’m often stay in thrilling extreme:
Climbing steep stairs is a main theme.
Moving ahead
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