You can tear my walls down,
You can shred every curtain,
You can shatter every window,
It will shine light in the unlit room.
You can despise my actions,
You can criticize me with disdain,
You can persist attempts to halt me,
With conscious volition I’ll rise.
You heard me approaching,
Does my presence offend you?
Why can’t we just get along?
You won’t tear me down, I’ll rise.
Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson. Bilden fotograferades vid Ösjön, Dalarna den 16 oktober 2013.
