To tell of enchantment, I need tears.
Tears that thaw the silence in my heart,
that bring to light the emotions hidden
in the depths of my soul.
Words — those silent companions —
spy on me as I open the boxes of my colors,
slowly revealing the scent of my nostalgia.
When the dance of my imagination unfolds,
words flow within me like a calm river.
They find life in the music I hear,
where each note joins in a symphony of harmony and peace.
It is in this moment that words, like old friends,
embrace me tenderly.
They pass through my heart,
transforming into verses of an almost-poem,
a reflection of my essence.

©️ Beatriz Esmer