Eternal freedom for your wings – Lotus flower in the sun

Eternal freedom for your wings – Lotus flower in the sun

And your eyes are a reflection of a desperate flame, of a plea to the world, of a call to cries for help, asking for eternal freedom for your wings. Freedom to speak quietly, in your measured silence. Freedom to express your agony and your immense suffering. Mother, your feelings and sorrows are mine. Discover in my sweet immortality my authentic sacred flower, beautiful spiritual flower, refuge of my true soul. Lotus flower, which opens its petals to the sun, in this immense garden of the Far East. Mother, as a lotus flower you open, light your petals in the sun. Like a wild flower you smell of red roses full of passion. Out of passion, boundless to the universe, your soul flies and escapes to its immortal dwelling. Escape, with its fragile wings of winged white butterflies. Your bare feet, roots of a tree, link their fine branches to the sun. Sun from a poor and dry land. Arid land of innate forgetfulness, indifference and lack of love. Captive and forbidden indifference. Immortal your soul transmutes in flower. Like a frail flower your withered heart, your red petals wither in the sun. Scorching sun of the desert of life, with hunger and thirst for a fragile love. That his forgetting does not allow, nor consent to his lack of love. Like a flower in spring, your ethereal feelings open to the sun.
You are the flower of my sweet secret. Secret, red petals of infinite passion. On the path of compassion, a fleeting seed blossomed, sowing an enormous joy in my noble heart. Long years I was plunged into an abyss, but I woke up from the darkness to a new existential reality. My memory was innate, I remembered immortality and that infernal emptiness. That emptiness that does not fill even love; love of that soul that welcomes and warms my tired heart. That emptiness is a deep well, due to the pain of betrayal. There are ways to ask for help, to shout quietly in silence, so as not to fall into the jungle of unreason. His forbidden thoughts stick thorns pink, in my eternally sealed heart. Heart sealed by intense forbidden love. There are ways to scream without fury, with force, to scream without anger. There are ways to show the world that I do not want to be its slave, nor its owner, nor its chain, nor its most sacred star. There are ways to mourn in silence, to cry in the most agitated calm, so that they do not hear me, or despise my soul. So that they do not insult my name, nor my pronoun, nor my soul. So that you do not waste a single word, in your hectic life, or in your saddest lost memory. Lost and captive memory. And your eyes are a reflection of a desperate flame, of a peaceful plea to the world; from a call for cries for help, asking for eternal freedom for your wings.
Mother be brave, have courage. Face your own fears. Do not hide, do not hide behind those infested demons. Do not convince anyone, I know your torment. Your torment and my torment. We do not need intermediaries, you and I know the true truth of our history. The truth, pure and hyaline, transparent as the cold water of the waterfalls, like the clear mirror of that mountain. Magic mountain of my dreams, in the awakening of the rising sun. Luminous shadows, in the tree of life, are shelters hidden from my sweet awakening to immortality.

Maika Etxarri
Copyright 116

Acerca de palabrasdeluzypaz

Soy un espíritu libre poeta, enarbolando la bandera de la paz y libertad, en este universo existencial. Vivo en el eterno presente, aquí y ahora, bajo el poder del amor, sin la incertidumbre del mañana, sin la esclavitud del nuevo orden establecido mundial. Maika Etxarri Escritora, poeta, blogger y fotógrafa Autora del libro: La rosa del desierto
Esta entrada fue publicada en Eternal freedom for your wings - Lotus flower in the sun, Libertad eterna para tus alas – Flor de loto al sol, Sin categoría. Guarda el enlace permanente.

Responder

Introduce tus datos o haz clic en un icono para iniciar sesión:

Logo de WordPress.com

Estás comentando usando tu cuenta de WordPress.com. Cerrar sesión /  Cambiar )

Google photo

Estás comentando usando tu cuenta de Google. Cerrar sesión /  Cambiar )

Imagen de Twitter

Estás comentando usando tu cuenta de Twitter. Cerrar sesión /  Cambiar )

Foto de Facebook

Estás comentando usando tu cuenta de Facebook. Cerrar sesión /  Cambiar )

Conectando a %s