If you are not in your action
in your soul and body,
your action is only the madness
of the spirit of your body.
So wait until you rise up
to the soul and body of each action,
so that your actions become a balm
for the soul and body of everyone around you.
Your body will recognize your eyes, heart and soul,
and you will no longer worry about your body,
in which a stranger lives.
For it is locked twice,
as if first turning the key of the nature within yourself
from left to right
and then turning the key of the person within yourself
from left to right.
So unlock from right to left
to find the code
and unlock your eyes, heart and soul
that await for you
behind the closed doors of your vault.
If your life was real,
you wouldn’t risk a single step,
let alone other vices and stupid thoughts.
But respect the lives of others
in the name of your reality,
so that your memories will be alive and true,
because when the circle turns
like the earth into a new morning,
they will knock on your door
and no one will take your joy away.
For you are a memory
that falls quietly into the earth of the past,
but grows in the future.
So be a conscientious gardener
in other people’s fields
and not a hooligan who tramples on his own field
to destroy someone else’s,
bursting with pride.
For who will knock on your door
when the time of tomorrow comes?
Let human speak to a human,
so that the word may become flesh
and not just an echo of its own echo.
You do not know that you are turned upside down,
here before your birth,
if you have abandoned your second self
in front of those standing on their feet
of the screen of their time.
And you will stand on your feet in yourself
through everyone who are standing up on their feet
through you.
Do not reap the fruits of your body
with your left in your right,
if you can plant them with your soul,
with your right in your left,
and you can wait for them to ripen
in order to plant them in the spirit.
Where you begin, there you end,
and there is no one who would be with you.
And where you end, there you begin
and many are with you but you don’t know it
as long as you hover
between the end and the beginning.
Not you,
your world is changing.
It is becoming cruel if you are cruel,
and graceful if you are full of grace.
Not you,
your world is changing.
Do not be the place of your landing
for yourself,
for who else will give you wings
if you took them for yourself
to fly?
You are too big for the small in you,
for the small in you to resonate with the small
and not become deaf with the big.
You are too big for the small in you.
The Spirit of Truth