Posts Tagged 'nothing'

339. The tree of sad stories

In the evenings we gather
Near the tree
We sit in a circle
And listen to the stories
That the tree tell
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Nobody talks
And we all cry
Because we love the stories
So much

And we love the way
It feels as if
Every story
Has its roots
In nothing
.

249. Who?

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Which direction do you grow?

To where the joy will take me.

What do you hold on to?

Nothing.

And who is looking at you?

I alone look at me.

There is nobody else

Anywhere.


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