I don’t have flowers

I can’t have flowers.

My buds dried

my leaves reflect no light.


The darkness they need,

so they won’t shine brighter than the need

and discover in their innocence

that reality is a lonely night.


I can’t have flowers.

I’m a tree that gives fruits after branches

and leaves after roots,

buried in the spaces

between  times distinct and wise.


I don’t want to give flowers.

So I won’t perfume the airs

that I won’t breathe.

– Júlio C. Carlos (Poems of Sanity)


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