the choice

until a second before the anxiety consumes you
and it crushes you on the clods of earth to which you belong

a second later when everything is over
your feeling safe takes you up there
 in instable balance on the thin wire stretched over infinity

fragile feelings
when at last we will be able to tell a fragment of truth
only then we will learn it
for real
ourself

every breath we take under the sky
under this sun
it is a miraculous catch for our heart 
for our soul

every breath we take under the sky
under this sun
is a choice
of justice
and truth

Marco Bo


image

pencil and watercolor

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