NOTHING BUT SOUL

The dark shadow

which invaded my eyes

I abhor,

these blood red stains

with no knowledge of ceasefire.

Silvery chains are clinging to my instinct,

spitting on my inner brightness.

I loathe bodies,

Heavy ballasts

Occulting regal spirits,

Burdens piled on noble hearts

Forced to mediocrity.

I want to be soul

and nothing but soul,

not a woman,

not on this soiled earth.

Being diaphanous angel

Is my desire,

I am ready to escape the frailness of life.

I want to ride the clouds,

Forget the legs anchoring me to the earth.

I want to fly,

Melt with the green of cypresses,

Savour my wrecking.