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And the foliage falls and the loneliness of roofs<\/strong>
\nshines in the September sun.
\nPoetic little corners over flown by time
\ntremble from shyness
\nand from fear of hoarfrost.
\nAnd the mouths of organized cars
\nglare against the houses.
\nFibers of mornings swinging in the blue calm
\nhang in the air.
\nSouls full of holes
\nrestlessly toss about in the rooms
\nand swallow the oxygen of words,
\nwhose freeing breath – like opium \u2013
\nlasts only briefly.<\/p>\n

(from: Air without Heels)<\/p>\n

Before my birth<\/strong>
\nAt the police station twenty four hours
\nthey want to gas her like all the others
\nshe runs
\nshe is frightened and she cannot believe
\ndogs hunt her
\nshe is
\neven though
\nshe tries to forget
\nhow
\nwhen everybody
\nperished by an unheard of death
\nNobody
\nis here in this darkness
\nI wait in horror
\nfor the end
\nwithout her
\ncondemned to death
\neven before my birth
\nI will not after all let her die alone
\nnot her
\nShe is mine
\nin a safe world
\nNo
\nEven before my birth
\nI am whiter than paper\u2026<\/p>\n

(from: The Vulnerability of the Earth)<\/p>\n

This is my home
\n<\/strong>
\nmy mountain
\nmy ticket
\nfragile
\nloap.
\nThis is my stunning game
\nmy gamble
\nmy brief
\nrespite my thief
\nof heart
\nmy love long lost
\nmy solitude in freedom
\nmy tree of life
\nmy cradle, castle, stain.
\nThis is my shame
\nmy despair
\nmy dream.
\nThis is my last
\nlucid scream.<\/p>\n

(from: Transformations)<\/p>\n

When we finally become<\/strong>
\nthe love that we truly are –
\nthen
\nwe are infinity:
\never creating – ever created
\never transcendent
\never reaching for otherness
\nin sameness
\nwe are
\na boundless universe.
\nLike water
\nlike a gentle flowing dance
\nwe are a drop of heaven
\nfor those of us willing to drink.<\/p>\n

(from: Entering Light)<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I am the spirit of the universe.<\/strong>
\nI am with the bird in his dying hour
\nwhen he becomes nothing after he has been all,
\nwhen he becomes a drop in the sea after he has been a vessel of water
\nwhen he becomes a grain of dust after he has been the vision of a flight
\nwhen he becomes a gulp of air after he stopped breathing
\nafter the candle of uniqueness went out in him
\nand he became a spark of universal fire.
\nIn this unfathomable moment
\nwhen a little anxiety becomes great freedom
\nafter he lost all and became all
\nin the moment of pain and fear, in the unconsciousness
\nam I soothingly and compassionately there for him.<\/p>\n

(from: Born out of Darkness)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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