|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,
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