#ocasoinefable

There you are, crow, on the sidewalk crying! Your eyelids have been hit with the daily report that reddens your tear ducts, the tears you were holding back - for fear of the public - have burst in your ears, and those words that have been shot at you lightly, digging your cochlea to scream through your nerves…. Little voice that sings in silence! You lower your eyes through your hands, embracing their lines with a smile, in whose tenderness sounds like sobbing from your lips, and you evoke with longing a ritual that awakens in you the dragon that calcines fears, thus falling the words on the sidewalk, while the weight forces you to sit on the street platform without thinking of anything but repose. You look to the side and people look at you out of curiosity, then continue walking. You look down at your body and it looks like glass… you fear for an embrace that breaks into frost (there are no questions as there are no answers), you look up at the sky - at the kiss of your smile - and you see, in each cloud, how the blue's desirous chuckle is undressed, how the birds run caressing the wind and counting, two by two, the surrender of their beaks… and you laugh like a little child playing with colors, between the calm of your fingers, embracing the cry more tightly, until the waves of the sea fall asleep on your ribs, then you dry the mist from your cheeks and walk, singing that song that makes your feet dance.

Un texto maravilloso, profundamente exquisito, de la bonita escritora y poetisa @ocasoinefable... Me tomé el atrevimiento de pedirle permiso para ofrendarle este detalle, pues sus letras son únicas, realmente especiales, me tocan el alma... ¡Gracias, bonita Hely, por compartir tu talento, por hacernos participes de tus lienzos, de tus trazos preciosos y tus gloriosas manos!