INTIMATE PROPOSITION

...to ignite, to feel oneself being and to fly, to shine;

oh most high light,
opportunity is sometimes a dirty puddle in which we stare, absorbed with terror;

then, and beyond death,
imagination remains abstracted and mute, constrained to live for two seconds
the hurried doubt of its annihilation;

...but, when it has crossed the stench of the world,
when it touches the bones and vibrates in their marrow either the genius or the emotion of life,
then, oh wondrous light,
imagination is no longer a spinning top that, dying, will end up falling,
ah no, nor is it a wounded tiger trapped in the bramble,
for it simply shines now like sweet honor or a burning rose,
like the indescribable joy of the purest and deepest embers of being and the sea;

...my spirit, I will feed you with the best of the earth and water, with the best of the air;

Oh my invisible flower, I will ignite you forever with the splendor of fire.

*** Antonio Justel
https://www.antoniojustel.com