Poetry: Glowing creatures
We are the intruders of life,
Two white swans carving a new trail in the water
As a knife which slides into the flesh.
Those swans are you and me:
Two souls glowing in the dimness,
Hanging on to each other in the darkest times,
For your faith shines over me,
And your bravery pushes me forward to the next boundary.
Sometimes, it feels like we are so lonely,
Lost in an obscure world,
But even so here we stand, embracing the mists,
Bringing our love close to its edge with no maps, nor lanterns,
Like truthful creatures willing to discern how
The beginning is to be rewritten.
Alejandra Meza Fourzán ©