Shadows and blooms disappeared at night in the shape of moonlight
Faltering the candlelight announced a thrilling night made of lightning and thunder
For a storm was waiting for me to disclose my secrecy
Indeed, I had forgotten all my precious dreams locked like charming jewels in a treasure chest
Alas, time announced that I was late, and I had to renounce my previous intentions
I got distracted by my studies and books because the dust had covered me up like a heavy blanket
And here I was, or at least I thought I was
Since in a fragile existence, everything could have been possible
Even to be carried by my very own fantasies to the starry sky, an unknown territory to me
Doubt and fear had me walk down to the cold soil of my mysterious garden with no flowers
Shadows and blooms reappeared at night whenever I was not expecting them
Like unexpected guests waiting for my slumber to overwhelm my mind
In an eternal quest for lost hopes and betrayals, the darkness of the night manifested with its myriad of enchantments
Castaway on the edge of the firmament like an isolated star
I kept wandering in surprise and anguish
Weary and unimpressed
With the certainty in my heart that keeps whispering deceptions
When the only treasure I truly coveted was a sugar-coated truth
In my own chaos
Where oftentimes I was a stranger to myself
As if I never knew my intrinsic essence
Instead, I had become evanescent like a thin cloud disappearing in the night haze
Far away, I could see the ocean touching the sky with its waves
It could have been my hallucination
It could have been my desire
Shadows and blooms vanished from my sight
And instead
I found myself in the desert of loneliness
Surrounded by the cold gusts of a winter storm, chaperoning me to the abyss of darkness and nightmares.
Elisabetta Esther