Mad Mirrors - Part C (70) Poem by Raquel Angel Nagler

UNTITLED
QUOTE: 'Poetry has only one reality: suffering' - Pocheco

Maybe poetry
Is a voyage to suffering
Yet on its way
It sees the sun.


UNTITLED
QUOTE: 'We are ephemeral. What came together did so only to split' - Pocheco

Little by little we split
Into the pieces we're made of:
The sky, the earth,
The solitude.


UNTITLED
QUOTE: 'Light- the skin of the body' - Pocheco

For me
Light is
The blood of our body
Trickling from our wounds.


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From 'Mad Mirrors C' - www.trilogyofthemirrors.com