Air Awakening

Air awakening its invisibility.
It had been fed with melting noises.
The night, eating my toes while running.
As the little dog of Fool´s senses.

Room is been swallowed by the window,
without arms or hands to grip my essence.
An emptyness of square visions,
and the faces fading behind the curtains.
I touch the flowers, the leaves scenting.
Remove the water of the dew forgettings.
Pluck the nose inside the petals,
like a bee that has come from a desert.

I wish to know and forget about Time.
And Time wishes to avoid my complanings.
Is a Master and Command of my Soul bidding.
Always an image behind the present, receding.
And a ghost of Life and Death containing.

Naked of my characters, I recite the alphabeth.
Dancing the words inside each symbol
become like meteors of mad energies.
Air does not speak with odd languages.
Nor sing new prohets of salvation.
Just simply, it forms creatures with molecules,
to let my soul enlighten the Music of the Spheres.
Rosa

Air Awakening

RosaCobos

Bilbao, Spain

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