My heart is like the drawing compass

My heart is like the drawing compass,
One leg stands still in my Carpathian’s roots
While the other laps in huge circles
Through mother earth, so my ideas
Colour the days with the rainbow
Depicted from multiplicity’s skies.

You might say that I am Romanian,
And you would be right.
My smile, my charisma, my generosity comes
To welcome you into my sphere
Where we, Romanians sketch some historical lines
On the world table.
Ionesco, Brancusi, Eliade,
Enescu, Cioran, Racovita,
Coanda, and many others
Are some of us who chose the world
as their global citizenship.
You may benefit from their work.
In such a case I may say
that I am so proud of my Romanian origins.

Some would say that I am gipsy
because they only heard some chatter
about Romanians being gipsy,
ignoring the eyes of the knowledge.
History can teach us certain lessons
yet the amnesia may turn in a collective
where prejudices dance their belly
on the ignorance table.

My neighbourhood has been filled with arts, songs, and dance.
The gipsy boys were playing guitars and fiddles
Craving emotions at the gates of our blurry days.
The gipsy girls taught us how to shift graciously
Within music charm, depicting wonderful stories
All through ideas and emotions.
Their colourful skirts rounding circles in delight
Brought love from the gods
Straight in our hearts.

Something was mighty on their eyes,
Coming from far away.
A charm, a mystical world displayed.
From them we learnt to share
The tears, the pain, the care,
The joy, the laugh, the grace.
A sisterhood by chance.

And just name a few,
Michael Caine, Charlie Chaplin,
Elvis Presley, Pablo Picasso rooted Romani.

My feelings, my race,
my smiles in my face
Are craving the same
Allure, spark and aim
To love and be loved.
While freedom’s rhymes write
Life stories in spite
Of all our roots, colours, and shapes.
We all own the grace
From our mom earth,
Amazingly embraced
In a powerful togetherness.

My heart is like the drawing compass
One leg is standing still in my Carpathian’s roots
While the other rounds in enormous hoops
Over the mother earth so my belongings
Enrich my days with rainbows
Portrayed by mind openness.

Imagine de Marc Pascual de la Pixabay