ANCA MIHAELA BRUMA

Roots for My Wings...

You gave me roots

for my wings...

so... I can measure

the length of this

World...

You gave me roots

for my wings...

to paint the realms

of Myself...

with every verse,

and every dream...

You gave me roots

for my wings...

so... Sky can smell

my inwards

in breathing seasons!

You gave me roots

for my wings...

with white exhales

and fractal glances

during Dervish dreams...

You gave me roots

for my wings...

so... I can see my Life

like a vast mural

of mere dots,

before and beyond Eternity!

You gave me roots

for my wings...

... and Time grew in a kiss

enough to entice

Everything in a Bliss!...

I CAME TO YOU!...

I came to you with all my
Eternities...
measured you
with countless eyes,
sing to you
with countless mouths,
unfold you
in countless mystic forms,
breathe all your countless
subtle essences...

I came to you with all my
Eternities...
without outwardly cognitive proclamations
and delusions of senses.
Inside your atom I found
my whole Universe,
The ART of Life!
The Life of Life!...

I came to you with all my
Eternities...
see you in all non-moving,
unmanifested, beginningless expressions,
The Truth... which leads me
to the Eternal abode!...

I came to you with all my
Eternities...
With all Beginnings...
... without Ends!...

IN ORDER TO...

In order to make sense of You,
I have started talking in rhymes,
with a certain length,...
to create the Emotion.

In order to understand You,
I have contemplated the Essence of Time
with the midnight Hour!...

In order to read You,
I have handcuffed your Words
around my wrists...

In order to see You,
I have drawn Myself
into the reflection of My eyes!...

In order to Love you,
I have abandoned
my gilded Fairy wings!...

[ANCA MIHAELA - 19TH JANUARY 2014]