incantatio

Posted by Author on July 6, 2010 · Leave a Comment

a cold and coward sun is beginning to rise…
cascades of silence are breaking against the painfully white snow…
silence is freezing the raw seconds…
and just like all beginnings, this one breaks into thousands of options…
hope remains the supreme heritage,
flowing into the souls like melting snow…
feeding the souls so that they could break
through winter’s crust…
smile, my soul!
remember the miracle of life
and allow yourself a moment of happiness…
allow that smile
to light with love all the corners of your being…
bless yourself in the waters of love,
see what you truly are,
a seed of the wonder of existence…
see your flame burning away any doubts…
burn until you discover inside you
the grain of truth and clay
from which the being hosting you is made of,
and overwhelmed by the beauty of this
rise towards eternity,
praying with words found in the memory of the being,
old as the forbidden fruit…
you are a soul,
light as a prayer
and heavy just like it,
like a milestone…
let time brush you up,
so that, in the dusk of life,
the milestone would become a crystal…