I Chose To Love Poem by Zaklina FilipovaSvekjarovska Macedonian

On the sandy shore of a dream
pouring off myself from one hand to another
so I could flow
while the wind, grain by grain,
takes me away from the warmth of my palms...
Never having wanted
to break away from the invisible thread
deeply engraved in the flesh
of this, in leather disguised duration:
what you do not see does not mean it has not exist-
in some I saw a human
more than they could see themselves