Cliffs

the rocks leaned against the sea

those pushing towards

the sky, the clouds

which clothed the sky with a mantle

milky, each of them

had its story, its suffering and

its liberation

the rhythm and the measure of its own existence

the sea stirred placidly

the restlessness of dawn, only it would

be able to unveil the glint

of the stone edges

the breeze embraces me, of

boundless, the city in my head

disappears

Jonah Unfettered

Rev. Cristian Muntean

Watercolor by Horia Țigănuș

From the volume „The Color of the Day – Poetic Journal”, Creator Publishing House, 2025