Poem - Crossing Over in Red

Crossing Over in Red
Dr. Arch. Framca Colozo (Italy)                                                                                                                                                              When I die, dress me in red
To celebrate the joy of my crossing over.
Jasmine flowers in my long hair
To meet woodland and sea nymphs.
Give me a rosary in hand as a prayer
To God so that He may forgive my sins.

In the afterlife, we are all equal and brothers,
Men here struggling in grotesque battalions
Of puppet warriors in rows of demons.
When Atropos cuts the thread of life
Let eternal youth smile upon me.
Scatter incense on my bare feet.

I will encounter galaxies in vivid colors,
Touch Selene in a flash of light
And carry a ray of sunshine with me.
When I die, do not weep, I beg you,
Let my dress be of a cheerful color
A spark of life lit in the darkness.

@FRANCA COLOZZO (ITALY)



Abou the Poetess:
Dr. Arch. Framca Colozo (ITALY) is a member of UIA - Union of International Architects, poet,  novelist, retired teacher of Art History,   multilingual author and translator of poems,  UN SDGs,  UN DESA, GGAF (US),  WEF, Peace Ambassador  on board of the UK (GPLT), freelancer on international newspaper and literary magazines, member of the INTERNATIONAL ACADEMY of  ETHICS. She was awarded several times for peace and poetry at the international levels, She received  4 Honorary Ph.Ds. and was nominated Executive Director of the International Association RRM3-RINASCIMENTO RENAISSANCE – Millennium III.