Marco Crescenzi

Marco Crescenzi

I manage complex international programs in aerospace — and I write books. Poetry, fiction, and reflections on leadership and technology. Because the best leaders, like the best authors, know that every challenge is first of all a human story.

Correre la vita

A lone runner on a misty hill at golden hour, overlooking a vast luminous landscape, symbolizing perseverance and transformation through running

Hai iniziato a correre, mano nella mano di tuo padre e di tua madre. Poi, da solo e sorridente, hai fatto le prime corsette nelle stanze di casa tua. Sei caduto ma ti sei sempre rialzato. Poi è arrivato il…

Running Through Life

A lone runner on a misty hill at golden hour, overlooking a vast luminous landscape, symbolizing perseverance and transformation through running

You started running,  hand in hand with your father and mother.  Then, on your own and smiling,  you took your first little runs  through the rooms of your home.  You fell, but you always got back up.  Then came the…

Cracks of beauty

Rays of golden light breaking through dark storm clouds over a misty landscape, symbolizing hope and beauty emerging through vulnerability

Forget your perfect offeringThere is a crack, a crack in everythingThat’s how the light gets in“Anthem” by Leonard Cohen, The Future It took me some time to truly grasp the concept of vulnerability and recognize its importance. Brené Brown’s 2010…

Crepe di bellezza

Rays of golden light breaking through dark storm clouds over a misty landscape, symbolizing hope and beauty emerging through vulnerability

Dimentica la tua offerta perfetta C’è una crepa, una crepa in ogni cosa È così che la luce entra. “Anthem”, Leonard Cohen, The Future Mi ci è voluto del tempo per comprendere davvero il significato della vulnerabilità e riconoscerne l’importanza.Il celebre intervento…

Welcome to The Three-Story House

Abstract painting symbolizing the layers of life, creativity, and human experience explored in The Three-Story House blog.

Welcome to The Three-Story House—a space where the layers of existence come alive through thoughtful exploration and creative expression. This blog is more than just a collection of topics; it’s a reflection of the interconnected levels of life. Each level…

IX

A suitcase symbolizing the emotional journey we all carry—filled with memories, dreams, hopes, and the silent weight of longing.

When you arrivedin your suitcase you carriedyour father’s tearsand your mother’s embrace.Sweet hopes,innocent dreams;summer sunsetsand autumn rains.Winter surprised you,you gazed confused at the skywhile immense shipsabandoned the portof your heart.”At night I discoveredmen and womendream alone,chasing a reasonto start over.”And…

IX

A suitcase symbolizing the emotional journey we all carry—filled with memories, dreams, hopes, and the silent weight of longing.

Quando sei venutanella valigia portavile lacrime di tuo padre e l’abbraccio di tua madredolci speranze,sogni innocenti;tramonti d’estatee piogge d’autunno.L’inverno ti ha sorpresa,guardavi confusa il cielomentre navi immenseabbandonavano il portodel tuo cuore.“Di notte ho scoperto uomini e donneda soli sognare,inseguire una…