“Where the Sign Breathes” (poetry)

 

“Where the Sign Breathes”


By Natalia Martínez


In the pause of the stroke the sign is born,
not out of urgency, but of form.

It is a figure that listens,
a line that senses
the silence between words
and writes it.

Each circle, each ellipse,
each stroke drawn
to the rhythm of the pencil, 
carries the memory
of a voice not yet spoken.

There is no haste. Only the pulse.

Because here,
on this waiting page,
geometry does not calculate: it breathes.

And what was once a system, 
becomes art;
what was once a code, a gesture;
what was once a craft, devotion.

Look at the signs
as if they were music.
Listen to them
as if they were image.

They never stopped.
They follow us. And wait for us,
in every slow stroke
where writing too
becomes a prayer.

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