Cristian Carcu


The Sharpest Claw


There's a life beyond the reason of my being
There's a night beyond this feeling

That in the morning day, it brings a purple story
Full of empty, endless, human glory

Which I've seen so many times
With my empty, loveless, eyes.

It is the story that flows into my veins
Instead of blood and makes my heart to see its rains.

'There's a new beginning in every drop' says my friend, the white raven.
'But I can't see the end of me' - I'm whispering into his wind.

'Your end? Is every note of a wordless symphony
Written inside the beautiful mind of the eternity.

'So, all you have to see is the flesh of harmony
Even though you'll have to bear inside your soul
My sharpest and my purple claw.'

Then, the great silence came into my bones
And I felt his wings winding through the reason of my being.

Submitted: Thursday, February 21, 2013
Edited: Friday, February 22, 2013
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