PROUD TO HAVE CONTRIBUTED TO ALIVE WORDS THAT CREATE A WORLD WITHOUT MAPS:
What can I
give you? I am the blue
as imagined
by a blind
and the
roots of knowledge
as watered
by a scholar.
I am the
yellow
wind and the
mauve
respond of
light
perched
in the
ubiquitous trees
tethered in
the clouds
that barely
scratch
the sky.
I am the
green
storm and
colorless waves
that wished
upon a mountain
to break
water in tryst
with the
sun.
Not by
blindness
we can
reorder colors
but by the
painting of a soul
in a moment
tender
as the
liquid moon
is quivering
above the forest.
© Iulia Halatz
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