Posts Tagged 'endless'

320. One little cloud over the mountaintop

In the beginning there was a face
With jugged lines
As if hacked
From a Redwood tree

Then the forehead
From which the stories came
cleared up
And you could see the endless sky

And you could see the forest
As it hugged the flowing waters
Carving their path in the earth
From ice to sea

Then a woman of light
With a cane
Stood up to tell her pain
To the hollow pine of history

And as her light ascended in the air
One little cloud
Came to rest
On the mountaintop.

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I saw myself for what I am and therefore the woman was seen for what she is.
She is my mother, and this seeing releases her from the character that she played in our dream life. I can laugh now. History is indeed empty.

197. Seventy

Transparency

Transparency

One day before, according to the Gregorian calendar, I am 70.

A good friend asked me how does it feel, and I did not have anything special to say.

It feels like something lived in this body, that is never the same body, and this body is almost transparent, it is not real. It floats in endless space, which is full of life and interest. Things happened to it. There are many stories about it and they seem to be lined up in some complete version, but even in this version there are many parts that have been forgotten, or that have been told in different ways over the years.

More and more and more I want to feel the endless.

There is a source for all that is experienced now.


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