When in your eyes
everyone will see only their own,
you will be free from all the nuisances
of your own view.
And peace will lie
in your depths
without limits.
When in your eyes
everyone will see only their own,
you will be free from all the nuisances
of your own view.
And peace will lie
in your depths
without limits.
When the living waters expel all the debris
that swirled in the circle of living waters,
then the wells start to murmur
into your dry riverbeds,
and even though you were just a bare rock,
you of little faith,
they will murmur out of you in the spring.
You are the law of time and space
that is coming.
Have you allowed all the parts of your law –
carried by the wind among the flowers –
so that they could assemble into your time?
Or have you just plucked the daisy petals
in the field of your decisions
without time and space?
All literacy in this time
is freezing from two into one –
into the monolith of man.
And this whole world
trembles with illiteracy
as if naked in the cold.
But the soul could rise from one into two
and warm each of us
with the literacy of the living life
and no one would ever be
shaken by the cold of the spirit again.
Your ego is your world of logic,
which you live through reflections.
But bestowed in foundation,
you would allow logic to live in you,
because logic is a bird
waiting for wings in you.
Everything you have is the bare presence.
Do not dress it at any cost,
but let it live.
And you will know about it
and it will know about you
when you are gone.
Everything you see
should be seen by your fellow man
so that his view can become yours,
otherwise no one is looking
and no one is seeing
and no one exists.
Your life is an inverted sentence
that everyone is turning around.
Only He who has accepted the cross
waits within you to read.
You are silence
at the bottom of the eyes of every sight,
chased by the wind whistling around the corners
and echoing to you in farewell.
But if you stayed here in your silence,
you would hear your heartbeat
and know you were alive.
You exist,
but without dimensions.
Your dimensions
are all others to you and you to them.
Do not live the dimension of your illusion
if you know that everyone is in the dark like you,
but give him the silence of your eternity
so that he will resound like you would like to resound.
For the time is rapidly coming
when eternity will be face to face
without dimensions.