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An enigmatic love poem by Eliza, for Different Truths.
Uplifted by love
I rush to you
for fulfillment.
I thought I was a woman.
It’s not true −
I am still becoming one.
I discover myself
again.
In the Augustinian hideout,
I have your hidden
words, grimaces, smiles −
all those
that were directed to me.
I hide in myself
what cannot be hidden
− my love.
You taught me to perceive the world differently,
to listen intently to the rhythm of life,
with humbleness wait for a sign −
for a sign
that you are.
©Eliza Segiet, Translated by Artur Komoter
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