Cioburi de soare… / Shards of light

 

cu urme de ceață pe talpă de gând pășesc pe cioburi de soare
respir anotimpuri arzându-mă blând cu murmur de umbre,
și doare

cu inima cer, pulsându-mi cuvinte, îmbrac cărare de zbor
unealtă fierbinte cioplindu-mi în minte.. adânc, frenetic,
ușor

cu degete calde și clopote reci străbat tărâmuri de tine
urc trepte de mine, cu zgomote seci, prin haos spre ritmuri
senine

cu ochii închiși de valuri de frig inspir parfum și culoare
fâșii de căldură caut și strig, pășind printre cioburi
de soare

 

with smooth foggy fragments on soles of thought
I step on deep shards of light
I breathe in the seasons burning within, murmuring shadows
and night

my sky-grasping heart, quivering words,
is treading on steep paths of longing
…a sweltering tool carving its stool, well-rooted, wild
and throbbing

with fingers of fire and crisp sounding bells,
I roam on realms of you
I climb stairs of me, dusty but free, from chaos to rhythms
of blue

my eyes tightly shut by raw waves of cold,
I gasp for fragrance and flight
…soft layers of heat I’m chasing to reap, by stepping through deep shards
of light

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    • So nicely said, ..a subtle line of ink. A.. link, if I may say. ^.^ The intense skies and us, here on earth. Thank you, Francis, .. so glad you liked those lines. They are the essence of the poem, beyond the shards.. into the core of the sunlight. No matter how hard and ..blue it may get on the way, this skyward road is always worth walking, it always takes us to ourselves and to each other. Takes us.. home. : )

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