Donna

                                                                 piccolo essere
                                                           debole, ti pensano,
                                                            …ma quanta forza
                                                           appesa ad un sospiro,
                                                          tra la mente e il cuore,
                                                      nel tuo impervio cammino
                                                            regali al tuo mondo,
                                                             senza nulla volere.

                                                         Nel silenzio del cosmo,
                                                         accucciata in un canto
                                                           del muro del pianto,
                                                                quanti dolori,
                                                               lacrime amare
                                                      ha sofferto il tuo cuore?

                                                          Sempre in disparte
                                                           all’ombra del sole,
                                                           con affetto e amore
                                                         hai partorito il sogno,
                                                           in un atto d’amore,
                                                          col sorriso nel cuore.

                                                                Ami l’amore:
                                                      nel tuo sguardo sincero
                                                          quel lampo di luce
                                                             dona dolcezza,
                                                         del cuore carezza,
                                                        a chi soffre il dolore.

                                                         Malinconico fiore,
                                                         in silenzio tu porti
                                                        le zavorre nel cuore
                                                         di chi ti ha tradito,
                                                          deluso o frustato,
                                                           ma lasci aperta
                                                              la nobile via
                                                      del sincero perdono.

                                                      Rosa rossa d’amore,
                                                     nelle notti del tempo
                                                     con passioni ti doni,
                                                    senza limiti o confini,
                                                          ma solo a chi,
                                                 il tuo cuore ha colmato
                                               e d’amor, lo ha dissetato.

                                                                       Sonia Consolo Giaccotto
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