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.
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.
Give first, then take,
so that you will not take one last time.
Yours is not the body you are wearing.
Yours is the finality,
you rounded circle of infinity.
Accept it
and call me a bird
and I will fly with you.
Don’t dream of the oceans
lest a glass of water in your palm
become a stormy ocean,
while someone next to you
with a dry mouth.
Go to the end of your thought
so that the thought can find its beginning,
for if you ask with the answer within you,
whoever can answer you?
And there are no more steps forward,
just an abyss under your feet.
No one knows what silence sounds like,
because everyone who in this time is,
is just a tone.
Just as a tuning fork resonate after another tuning fork
so does silence resonate after another silence
if you are just silence.
If two people are joined by a third thing
and not just their own dream,
they open the paths for each other
from the dream of being present to actions
and not just from actions
to the presence of their own abyss.
Do not be afraid of the shadows of your body
cast by the sun that is not there.
It is enough to fall asleep on this side
so that the sun’s rays can wake you up on the other side.
You are the key
that opens the door from two sides.
Open there where it opens up to you,
and not in the known paths,
to live and not just relive
and close the door behind you.
Can anyone open the eyes in your eyes
so that they can shine,
and warms the hands in your hands,
if you are the only key to yourself?
Do not walk around as if you exist,
but like a person who does not exist,
left to others into the palms of their hands
so that they can revive you
like the azure buds of eternity.