Treading The Sky

By Maria Marqués




The limitlessness

of the words that

penetrate who

I am,

lights up

something, rather

indescribable


I often try to depict

boundless existence

through my heart,

telling everyone how

it feels to love

so much,

so deeply

but,


when I am acquainted

with self-imposed

limits structured by

knowledge and

doubt,

it hurts me that

in this world

we often

attempt to reduce

ourselves


to narrow the bits of

us that cry to be

heard and seen,

to be strictly the

versions of

humanity

we have been told

to embody.


The thing is, when I

am confronted with

depictions of

true beauty,

so infinite and unsure,

I have no choice

but to impose

my desire

for the stars

within us, for

whatever lies

enclosed

and demands

being heard,

for it all

to burst.


I am drawn to

the view of

our being and

our versions of

destinies, as

being utterly

the products

of love in

the beautiful form

of limitlessness,

that which all,

all of us,

carry.


This woman,

fertile

birther of

life,

walks gracefully,

along

the skies

written

in her very name.



09.03.19


This poem was inspired by the first verses of She Walks in Beauty by Lord Byron:


She walks in beauty, like the night 

Of cloudless climes and starry skies;”


After such a deeply-felt week of mobilisation and activism, I realise that the ultimate means of attaining the justice and respect that we all deserve is by expressing and voicing our true desires. It is the act of finding comfort within our own being and from there mobilising the self towards a publicly-demonstrated appreciation of our worth and power. I hope this poem ignites reflection in all who read it, as I find that it suits each of our stories in a different way.


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