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360. To feel good together

She talked harshly to the children
There was only love among them
They were too nervous to learn
She was too nervous to teach

It stayed like this for many years
In the end of which it was
The habitual way to feel good
Togeher.

359. No person here

The ancient prince
Made a quick movement
With his hand
But the sword
Wasn't in it
Any more

The queen ran up to him
To shout:
You only have to slightly tremble
For the trick
To work

But he stopped her
With his empty hands

No need, he said,
No need to do this
As
There is
No person here.

358.The backyards of the universe

Is it a mountain
Or the roof of a barn?

Is this a cloud
Or a smoking chimney?

And this,
Is this a man
With a bird in his hand?

What does he think about?

Do his thoughts
Dive in the sky?

And the drop of green
That fell on the face of the paper,
Why did it fall?

Can this drop be another world
With other people and birds?

Why don't they come closer
To shake hands with us
To have tea
And talk about our lives?

And can the children
Go out and play together
In the backyards
Of the universe?





357. The light they had

There was a thought

And very soon emotions gathered

In no time

The wind will chase them all away

But we will still be blinded

By the light they had.

356. Being one

I am passing near the jungles
Leaving dust behind
The big eye is looking

The men and women of all times
Grow out of the timeless bulb
Shining yellow light

I am traveling to another place
I do not know it yet
But this one here, I also do not know

All I know is: It is me
In all the different colors
Appearing many, being one.

I have been interviewed twice for an online magazine, called: Vega Magic Magazine. It is a magazine about inspiring life. They also call it: Digital Magazine for Creative Minds. It is created in Spain and translated to other languages. The first interview was in a video form, the second in a written form. They sent me questions and I wrote my answers. For the video one you can just go to YouTube and search for Giora Carmi. You will find it easily (with other interviews). For the written one you have to go to the magazine: https://www.vegamagicmagazine.com and look inside of it for the interview.



							

355. Right here

Weeds grow haphazardly in the village
And the village travels like a boat
On the face of history
To reach its destination

Aren’t the weeds distracting to the travel?
And what’s the village’s goal, if not
To travel while the weeds distract?

And why is the goal so far away
Along the waves of words,
And not right here, right now?

354. The last sun of the day

The lines, Connected,
Do they help to move
Or do they hinder?
The dots, white and yellow,
Over brown, grey and ocher,
Are they smooth
Or are they rough like
Stones or broken bones?
The beauty, is it real,
Or is it a dream that we have,
As this person runs through the fields
With the last sun of the day?

353. Can joy live in darkness?

Can joy live in darkness
Where it is dense
With blinding light,
Where clumps of small explosions
Turn around
With menace?

Can I find my true life in chaos?

No
My life is independent
And pain is happening in it.

352. What will be?

Innocently
And with children’s joy
They slowly move
With their belongings
In the air.

It is the end of the line,
They think.
What will be the taste
Of empty space
When we are gone?

351. Let the beauty break the heart

The old man
Made himself into an old tree
And sat
On an improvised chair

The old woman
Made herself to be
The leafs that shook and fell
And she was stolen by the winds

All the creatures
Of the forest’s floor
Were born
And then had gotten old

The inner eye
Saw what came and what has gone
and let the beauty of the world
Break the inner heart apart.

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