The aurora is coming

Here comes the aurora, stripped of its meaninglessness,
to give us the lights that are not those of yesterday,
another saving surrender,
to tell us that we are less,
although we believe ourselves more than yesterday,
to show us the steps of walking,
first one, then another, and then another,
without stopping, following the light,
until we surrender to the night and rest.

Yes, to rest, to reconcile with us,
with our beloved monsters,
that we always carry so inside,
and calm them with our sleep.

Then the aurora will knock on our door,
one step, always one step, then another,
until the dawn.

Living to find the meaning of the dawn,
of the new that is heard in the aurora,
until we find the way and lose it again.

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