You are the pattern in the weaving of my existence. You are the secret code that unlocks all that is mine. You are the manner in which I dance, flying from cloud to cloud…You are the answer to all my questions, always unexpected, which raises me from one world to another.You are my sailing boat on the ocean of infinite tranquility and bliss. My most beautiful ark. Your soul has no limits, and it is in my eyes that You are endless…
And thus when I am not asking You anything then, in fact, I am asking You; And when I do not see You – I do indeed see you. And when You are silent You are speaking inside of me; and when you are asleep you are awake inside of me.....

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Saturday, 12 April 2014

When you start going to the world...

Anyway, what means the old Sun? 
Well known old paths? 
The door  sill that's old? 
All these things you could cherish. 
For these things your heart could run pettish. 
But, if you ever do come back, 
I have to say: 
That's where you'll stay. 
And just stay...... 

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