Vertical day / Mar Thieriot 

Vertical day

There was one night
There was a morning
And it was the last day
The last distrust
To last bitterness

The day we learned
Closing my eyes gently
Pass to another level of reality
Crossing from death to life
Crossing one towards others

A vertical day
Where the look flies above nothing
From a dizzying height

This nothing that holds you to the soil
This nothing that keeps you closed
In itself
This nothing that prevents you from trusting
In life

A cold and blue day
A day of great north
There was a vertical night
There was a vertical morning

And started the first day.

 

Mar Thieriot 

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