A Window to the Present

Today,

I wanna allow myself to unwrap the scroll,

In order to reveal my purple form;

 

I wanna let my blood embrace my heart,

In order to manifest my rightful guide;

 

Like a Virgin who cooks a soup for herself;

 

My eyes lead me into the woods,

To witness how fairies create myths,

For us to believe;

 

As well as to let the wind caress my face,

To remind myself that,

A new life is born day by day;

 

Like a Priest who consecrates a Goblet;

 

I listen to whatever is said,

For the Air talks to us,

Through its breeze,

Which makes us conceive our thoughts,

As well as to speak our words;

 

Like the Ocean embodying a Never-ending Water;

 

My Spirit tastes a cherry,

To build hundreds of roads,

Leading to such trees,

 

For a Triumph resides,

On how bright,

We’re able to shine,

As well as to know,

How to prepare,

Our sharpest sight.