DAY 247

atlas of my soul´s territories


I wanted to break the shell that has been my shield

and go outside and shout and scream

but I didn´t know exactly how to do it


I spoke with my own voice 

but it seemed to be rusty,

my words came out dressed up as silence

and no one seemed to be able to hear me...


I spoke  through the wind´s music,

the subtle movement of a sunflower

and the unknown language of the clouds or ladybugs

but no one seemed to be able to understand me...


I tried to vocalize my sentiments

but were soundless 


I had so many things to say, 

words were exploding inside me

and I felt totally voiceless

but no one seemed to notice it...

maybe because I had many alien talks on loan


And suddenly, I discover shapes, figures and colors

and alphabet, and writing

A new language was born

and it started to tell the stories that should be told


It created complex and intricate worlds where my true self could explore, evolve, even bloom 

and the inner words found a channel to flow,

first secretly,

later on, little by little, more openly

and some people started to listen to me...


It has taken me half a life to arrive here
but I love deeply this place


what I love wednesday: my journey