Tutto Cambia, Tutto Resta...
Una Pietra E' Sempre Una Pietra
All things appear to change. Yet, I am doing what I did. Only differently.
In 1995, I loved being with young people. My daughter was 22, and my son was 19.
In 2021, I love mingling with young people. My daughter is 48, my son is 45, and my grandson is 15.
I am still looking forward to:
My daughter… Being a healer of body and spirit.
My son… Being an accomplished artist.
My grandson … Being a young man.
My spirit … Being attuned to young people's voices.
A stone changes with the tides. Yet, it remains a stone.
Doing what we love lays the stone of a lifetime.
Una Pietra
Una pietra
Saltello’ sulle onde del Tirreno
Per riposarsi sulla sabbia del suo abisso siciliano
Una pietra batte’ sulle onde dell’Atlantico
Per ritrovarsi sulle terre Americane
Non piu’ ruvida
Ma liscia
Provata dal tempo
Ma sempre pietra
A Rock
A rock hopped on the waves of the Tyrrhenian Sea
To rest on the sand of its Sicilian abyss
A rock slammed on the waves of the Atlantic
Found itself on the American soil
No more rough
But smooth
Time-tested
But always a stone