Sacred valley, Peru, South America, 2018, Sylvie GE
a haughty shadow
delineated in Indian ink
appeared in my dreams
speaking a foreign language that
evoked my roots
but felt like thorns
sinking unwittingly
under the skin of origins
*first posted in November 2020
mainly a vigil
who would go up in the morning
in the trembling ladder
holding my back
(but it wouldn't matter)
then in the evening, in the shade
my eyes almost closed
but listening, oh yes!
to protect you from the end
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