Sacred frame

Please do not move the pendulum
The left wall of the heart does not relieve the gravity of sin
Blind chance breaking the hour
Roots of scream penetrating the daily asphalt
Cementing soles gripping the ribs,coloring the synapses
Silence bleeding in a hilarious laugh
Achille is cutting the arteries of his time
I finally squeeze a last drop of blue
From the sky under your skin,under your fingers
When I tenderly slide from the icons
Angels moving the meridians of destiny to illuminate the sacred circle
Accomplishing the breath of substance
The bed will cover us as a womb
Rustle birds chaining at the crossroads
Voluptuous exaltations
Humility
I will write again the genesis in blood
The book of life aspires the abyss
God rises from the heart's throb
The galaxies drip in the sheets of love
Our mouths painfully break their common respiration
The sphere divides the reflection of grace
A two-headed illusion
Swallows humanity 

translated by Oliver Klauss

Original poem in romanian by Maria Elena Chindea- ''Rama de sacru''