I tore the treatises and theses, the philosophies.
I erased the novels, stories and other poems.
I quit the affairs, the datings, my bohemias.
I forgot the rosary, the temple, and what the priest said.
I ripped memos and letters where I worked.
I let go of memories and pains that choked me.
I forgot the thorns on my right foot.
I left my beliefs and prayers and any sympathy.
I faced my vices and fears that my shadow wanted.
I left the cage, the chain, the arrests.
I threw away words, the books, my boundaries that I brought.
I closed my eyes,
And there I saw Soul
With everything it carried.
I knew that the Love in me was sleeping…❤️🙏🏾

©️ Beatriz Esmer