Just a second

I need a moment,
of silence,
of immobility.
I need a moment,
to think,
to get me back on my feet.
The moment is sudden and
in it, I am whole,
I am myself at last.
The moment calls for audacity,
the courage of the suffocated soul.
One day, just yesterday,
fate set me free.
The moment is never lost,
it reveals itself in my body,
in the non-stop motion
from my chest, on my breath.
Perfection is in me,
I can see it and feel it,
but I still can't
go beyond the senses.
Still.
The day will come,
that life
will simply be
my favorite orthographic sign:
reticence...