The Gate of Isis


My Mater said
“You have seen the light.
Be prepared to see the darkness”.
I am staring into it.
But if I search into myself
My desire is to be able to love.
A spark, a match, a glow to start
Burning the thickness of this black fog.
And another spark, another small light
And we shall find the meaning of the Christmas tree
To become what we wanted to be
All together.