Divergent

Rayons de soleil, fil d'or,
Dans la paume de ta main si chèrement gardés,
Pour que tu n'oublies pas
Qui tu étais et d'où tu venais.

Mais la pression de l'air raréfié
Jour après jour t'a fait délaisser,
Comme un sort qui te pousse à créer
Une toile des sens dans ce royaume.

Cher enfant, tu ne dois pas désespérer,
J'ai entendu, une projection dans ma tête,
Qu'un jour, tu apprendras à voir
Les facettes des réalités divergentes.

Rays of sunshine, golden thread,
In your palm you so dearly kept,
Lest you wouldn't forget
Who you were and from where you left.

But the pressure of thin air
Day by day had you draw blanks,
Like a spell pushing you to create
A canvas of senses in this realm.

Dear child, you shouldn't dispair,
I've heard, a projection in my head,
One day, you'll learn to see
The facets of divergent realities.

Raze de soare, fir de aur,
În palmă le-ai păstrat cu drag,
Ca să nu uiți
Cine ai fost și de unde ai plecat.

Dar presiunea aerului subțire
Zi de zi mintea ți-o golește,
Ca o vrajă ce te-mpinge să creezi
O pânză de sensuri în acest tărâm.

Dragă copilă, nu trebuie să disperi,
Am auzit, o proiecție în capul meu,
Într-o zi, vei învăța să vezi
Fațetele realităților divergente.

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4 responses to “Divergent”

  1. Oh, how lovely. It’s so true. When are in tune with who we really are, we can see the seen, and the unseen. These divergent realities, which are ultimately one and the same. Gorgeous poetry, dear Anca! ❤️

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