I seek the light
in enlightened beings in the middle
of apparent similarities.
The crossing with the threads drives me
to train me in a new balance of communication
where the language is not limited
to the aspiration of a reflection
in a world of infinite sequences.

I follow paths of grass without owner
for the prefiguration of a fertile surface,
white roses is the prospect of recognition
to the intrepidity of the words
that cross borders
without horizons that stop it.

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Poetry written for (100 Day Poetry Challenge) organized by Hive account@d-pend made for Steemit School

[Day 38/100]
4/13/18