Al Di Lá

by Viktoria Vidali on February 12, 2017

in General,Poetry

Your sonorous voice,
full of deep love,
called my name.

You said it over and over
expectantly …
as if you wanted me to turn to you in answer …

But where do I turn?

You are gone and not gone
alive in my heart
woven in the cloth of my soul
present in our
sons’ expressions,
their gestures and ways.

You are there
in evoked stories of Africa,
the Pacific islands, Italy, California,
in the uncommon friendships
you shared with Ed,
Augustino, Antonio, Fefe.

When Justice needed defending
you were its early champion,
conferring counsel to the fool,
admonition to the false.

Ever the visionary
you could dream the future
into being
in any fashion that best illumined
the Authentic,
the Good, and the Real.

Your last words
were a grateful prayer to the Unbroken Love
that had accompanied you
like a benediction
from beginning to end,
and now beyond.

~ Viktoria Vidali

My husband Aldo would have been 87 today. This poem was written in tender memory of him. One of his favorite Italian love songs was Al Di Lá (Beyond).

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Rhonda Longmire February 13, 2017 at 9:24 am

Dearest Family,
Although we have never met I have loved you through the many stories from the Longmires of old and Facebook posts.
I am, we are so sorry for your loss…
Our thoughts and prayers are with you.
Rhonda Longmire
John Dorsey Longmire
Jonathan and Arista Longmire

Leeya Thompson February 13, 2017 at 10:17 am

Thank you for this beautiful memory of Aldo.

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