The Spirit of Truth

Your eyes look only into you.
Each other’s eyes only into you.

Do not deceive your sight
with other people’s eyes,
lest you go blind.

Allow your eyes a human
and you will find eternal peace.

No one has his own face yet,
he is only trapped in the one
that is reflected in him.

But the day will come
when you will have the face of a human,
when one will allow it to another.

But as long as the world is only mirrored,
no one and nothing has seen the light
and wanders faceless
in the circle of the eternal circle.

No one in the circle of the present
has their own mirror
on the dance floor of living life
to stand on anymore.

Whoever did not leave it,
the spiral takes him down
to the depths of his inside,
he does not know how, where from and where to,
only a ghost remains
in the darkness of eternal silhouettes
behind the lines of broken mirrors of time.

Only those who have given themselves
to each other for pair
rise up like living waters from the depths.
Only they will sing like morning birds
when the sepulchral silence of eternity envelops the world.

Everything is there,
only what you are looking for is not,
and that is you.

So, do not search, but accept
and do not clothe yourself in strange clothing
so that you do not betray yourself,
human, entirely.

Where will you find yourself
when man will resurrect through another,
but you will no longer be there?

…and the world.

Only a gallery of dead senses of the past
and a struggle for the cover page of the future,
because there is no longer a point within a point of a point
from which to search,
only the vertical of your origin,
which swallows you into itself,
if you are not the sense of a human
who would rise.

…and status.

Just an exercise in acting out spontaneous feelings,
where you struggle with your left on the right.
But if you only left,
you would know that on the right you did not exist yet
and that you are just coming.