How should a shadow leave a tree
if it shines like the sun.
How?
But the shadow can allow the tree
to the last branch of life
of the eternal sun.
How should a shadow leave a tree
if it shines like the sun.
How?
But the shadow can allow the tree
to the last branch of life
of the eternal sun.
Just as the north chained in ice
does not ask the south, “Am I spring?”
so you should not ask “Who am I?”
so that the flower of spring
can grow in your land.
Why chase your beginning
with thousands of writings of your spirit,
if the end in you draws it with you as one?
Give it your soul and body
so that it will be someone
– as your other and as one –
and not just a spirit of compassion
without your compassion.
Life is the pulse of the end at the beginning
and the beginning at the end
of a certain moment.
And you are the awareness of the heart
that chooses its path.
And when you accept the end,
your path will be over
and your joy in the fields of eternity
will be boundless.
Your world is just the groaning
of thousands of flags
in the wind of pairs and non-pairs within yourself.
But in you is the peace, the silence,
the windlessness of the sequences
of someone who allowed the nobody within him to live.
The power of the spirit
is similar to the power of money in circulation.
When it is taken out of circulation,
it is only a requisite of memory.
So do not live as a value to yourself,
so that you do not become a requisite of memory,
but place yourself into the secret of the spirit,
which no one can subdue,
but everyone unconscious gives birth to.
Only one is your captivity,
the captivity of your own manifestation.
Do not build it up with the captivity of others,
like a diligent bee builds her honeycomb,
but break it down in compassion for your fellow inmates,
because only they can untie your ribbon of the original covenant
and you have the power to free them
and you do not know it.
Everything has always been here and now,
but only you decide
whether it will live
or die forever.
Do not stage the world of your heart
to everyone else,
but just be the heartbeat of everyone around you,
because the poverty of the stage of time
is endless.
You were the end in the circle of the beginning
and the beginning in the circle of the end
born as a human.
And to yourself through the black and white times
just a snake eating its own tail.
But you chose.
Does your image rule over you,
or does human rule over his image?
You will know this for yourself
when the circle of creation is rounded
according to your rule.
So do not put your finger in your own eye
when you defend the world of your will,
but see with your own eye
so that you may see.