The Spirit of Truth

You do not know
when the birds return from the south,
and you do not know
when they fly south.

Therefore, do not rule over the birds of your sky
so that when the time comes
they can return to your home.

Were you a fighter
for justice and coexistence
in your world or in mine?

You will know this
when your world separates
from everyone else’s world.

You are either your own blessing to yourself
or the heaven is blessing you.
You are either the first or the last domino
in a row above you.

When the circle closes and triggers the set,
the last domino will come to life in the first
and play like a child in the set.
But the first in the series
will punish the last forever for no reason.

And you will know
that there was never neither the first nor the last one.
Only your shadow danced with you.

You are an invitee X to this world,
but in your essence you are a debtor Y.

Will you settle the bill of your debt,
or throw it among the invitations?

Where should the one who is looking for you find you,
if all the invitations have been taken away
by the garbage man?!

You are the stream of a mountain,
not the mountain of your stream.

But when all the mists unfold,
everything will be as it is,
only the waters will trickle where you do not want,
if you were only a mountain.

To yourself you are a circle of passing.

Do not be lured
by the streets and squares of our life
into the circle of passing in front of you.

Stand and withstand as nobody,
so that you will open your circle within yourself
that does not pass.

The world of your touch
has already touched everything
and there is no longer a plant that blooms.

Now only your selfie
is fighting its battle with itself
until the last touch.

Blessed are all who are left without all horizons,
for they rise quietly
into the world of awareness of each other,
the only world of real touch.