Living Outside The Circle Poem by YURI DURAAN
Living Outside The Circle
I have done it…
stepped outside the circle of my life,
this once impenetrable prison
of ice
such ‘n perfect form
a sphere of precision
where there was some light,
certainly some love…
maybe some memories
but never enough…
so I braced my fear of the unknown
placed my foot over the threshold
and broke into a prism of light
which reflected every colour of me
and I shouted “I am free! ”
and, yes, it is lonely
and sometimes cold…
and not all is found in a pot of gold…
but for me my 20 pieces are enough
I live life under a rainbow now
I have found the shape of me.
Excellent - I wish I could find the Shape of ME. I also feel like I'm stuck....... Wish I could be there where you are now
Once upon a time I was together with my sweetheart at a café. She looked at the casement, saw something reflected in the glass and said: 'Arc en ciel. Do you know what it means in French? ' I absolutely didn't remember that meaning. Yuri reminded me of the existence of the arcobaleno.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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You have a remarkable way of blending original imagery with beautiful words. A wonderful gift, Yuri. Bless you.