The Spirit of Truth

This whole world is full
of masters of eternal oceans,
but only one flower, one cherry blossom
is enough for the child you carry inside you –
you lonely child.

Will you bestow him or deny him?

In ignorance you fought within yourself
for existence,
but in knowledge in front of yourself
for a place in the game of your life,
even though you knew from the first sight  
that it was only an apparition
and that it was not you,
but only the blindness of the third sight
to everyone else.

But when the third sees you from the first sight,
you will know that you have only betrayed your existence.

If you did not see the first time,
you will not see the second time,
nor the third time.

But everyone who watched, saw.
And yet, were only your eyes watching,
or you too,
so that you could give birth to the seen within you?

Whoever falls into himself
will never get out,
for he has played chess with his infinity.

In your own moment you are the past.
How will the moment rise out of a moment
if you have denied your own moment?

How will you be born
if you are not in the moment
that comes out of a moment into your moment?

Therefore, leave the flock of birds of moments
rushing after their moments
across the virtual sky.