The colors of the silence
By Paolo Pizzimenti
13 May 2007
Don't speak a word for a while, just forget the street hassle
Open your eyes and your ears and listen.
Listen to the voice of the silent colors,
listen to the their harmonies.
Forget about all the anxieties and nervousness
and learn to appreciate
the joy of the colors all around you.
Walk slowly by an old alley,
keep listening to your smooth steps and echoes
returned back by the old walls which accompany you
Stop for a little and listen to the sound of the ocean
Open your eyes onto a deep blue
Let the whistle of the gentle breeze caress your face
and smile when you feel it.
Red, the color of the passion, of the life, of the love
It could be smooth or hard and if you listen to his sound
you can hear a warm symphony which is able to spur you
for the joy of life.
Blue, the color of the reflection
For the moment you'd like to regroup yourself and
think about the past and future and not forgetting the present
Blue as only the sound of a magic saxophone playing
a blues track could whisper
Yellow, the color of courage
Let yourself be wrapped by the warmth of the yellow
when you're uncertain and be brave as only the yellow can be
as playing for you an Irish dance
Green, the color of the hopeless romantics
There will be always a tomorrow,
there will be always a hope
There will be always an answer to all our doubts
and a Brahms' suite played by piano and cello is
the soundtrack made by this fresh color
White, the color of the innocence,
such an innocence of when we were children.
White as the light which lead us through the darkness
A simple light beam which shows us the way
to come out of the dark
White is the voice of an allegro played by a
hundred violins and this allegro is always in crescendo
as our love for life, our laugh for joy.
Don't be deaf to the sound of the silent colors,
Keep listening and you'll learn a better way to survive
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