This is the winter of the mind. A revolution within self that is coloured blue, hoping for the arrival of the colour red and the warmth of the summer to end the sometimes petrifying melancolía.
Maybe I was encapsulating all I know to revive the memories that keep my spirit asleep. And I admit that sometimes I wanted to destroy the memento, to don’t live in my perpetual universe, where the clouds are my bed and I was invisible.
But to forget is to forgive and to erase is to dive into the complexity of my existence to accept my fate. To accept the light. To welcome the light.
Let Forever Be: Invisibleuniverse by Habiba Green.
