The invisible side of the visible

Rooms we never entered.
Memories we never had the courage to return to.
A journey of the soul.

What do you carry within yourself?

There’s a silence inside the gaze
an energetic language that only those who open themselves to feeling can translate.
Translation in movement, in a blink, in expressions,
in eyes that still hold a spark.

Sometimes there’s a river floating along the cheek,
cleaning the mess and opening space for more light to come in.

Power and fragility walk together
fragility in the sense of being open to learn,
to share.

Maybe the beauty of the soul is both inside and outside at the same time
and somehow, this makes the whole body a work of emotions and expressions.