I am the forest breathe when night contains the trees,
sensing the sap of darkness, climbing through roots from limbo.

I am the love adorning the earth when sunset comes,
And the desire igniting in my human soul.
I am the spark that’s seeing the grace in filthy ones,
The silver moon vibrating at late whispering howl.

I am a watchful portal witnessing this world’s condition
that place, where shadows, souls, and lights come, meet, and dance.
I am shiver, and I am silent all contrasts’ combination,
Nothing and all together, a mundane soul by chance.

I am the forest breathe when night contains the trees,
sensing the sap of darkness, climbing through roots from limbo.
I am stardust immersing the muted umbrae with ease,
turning them to auroras to shine the paths for a hero’.

Stay safe.

Mihaela Stancu wrote this poem. It holds all rights reserved.

(© Mihaela Stancu, published May 2021)

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