— Ana Cristina Cesar – poemas

I curiously opened the sky. Then, gently parting the curtains. I wanted to enter, heart to heart, whole or at least move a little, with that restraint that characterized the agitations calling me I even wanted to know how to see, and in a circular movement like the waves that surrounded me, invisible, to embrace with my retinas each tiny piece of living matter. I wanted (only) to perceive the unseen in the lightest light that flew overhead. I wanted to take a stroke of the infinite light that mingled with me. I wanted to capture the unnoticed in the smallest moments of space naked and full I wanted at least to keep the curtains open in the impossibility of touching them I didn't know that turning inside out was a deadly experience.