While it was nothing,
It was everything.
It took me by surprise
In the glow of the sunrise.
All the feelings gathered here,
And with them came the tears
A process of discovering myself,
Taking me down from the shelf.
I took myself out of the game,
With only me to blame.
But the journey was beautiful,
No time to be careful.
Laughing through every step,
Until the rhythm couldn't be kept.
Losing my sense of mind,
While slowly becoming blind.
Letting come whatever appears,
Acknowledging every feeling
In the face of my peers,
Finally, truly, being seen.
In the end, I was more aware
That the path requires care;
That I will only be free,
Once I start trusting me.
22.03.26
LA PLUME DE DAVID ALEXANDRE LIEBERMANN