~~°°An ode to you°°~~

/FOR PAULO COELHO/

White bridges of hidden moon
amid tall trunks
peep to glimpse the eternal 
hues of your awing quill 


Early pinions of birds croon
a purple melody of your pen 
leaving marks of unfathomable 
life to walk with chutzpah  


My zahir hidden beneath those 
traverse hands of pilar by 
whose side my eyes went 
sour on the shore of Piedra 

 
Pilgrimage standing amid 
frost cliff stole the 
verses of my heart 
whispered in my cold 
ears to shine above 
hardest paths 

I strolled along  the 
shepherds in a new 
village to seek my 
own alchemist 
that shone nor 
in between those soils
but in the pebbles of my heart 


Your sagacious pages 
Held my shivery fingers 
to paint a new canvas upon 
grey spaces of life 


Salvo the blood of Brazil
cutting the doldrum
fibres of wounds to lit
ochre candelabrums of rebirth 
after every death in life 


|βrαhmleen|