I found me



An introspective poem

In my trip towards nowhere


I heard a quivering bell.

Under the soft rays of a new sun

As young and shy like a summertime orange

I found a deep pain that gave birth to many flowers

And I found me.


In the middle of a web of veins, I saw a heart

Struggling as a bird which was trying to escape

Then I felt a quietness, the kind of quietness that surges from hope.

In my trip to the nothing, I’ve found everything:

For I’ve found me.



Image of Sarlota Ban


Image: Sarlota Ban

Poem edited by: Francelia Belton 

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