In the moment of allness
There’s nothing to be said or done
It spins around itself
Pleasure Pain
And sheer strength
I give a world
Your twigs to sprout
You shapeless thing
Unbeing
Are you there before the moment
Have you seen before the eye
Can you fall into my empty hand
That knows of everything
Place and time
Your inside
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2 comments:
love this, Gilson.
You wrote (posted) this on the day I committed myself to love, once again. It is the strongest force I have ever felt.
God bless you, my friend, and you never cease to amaze me :-) Meryl
Thank you very much, Meryl. It means a lot to me that you enjoyed the poem. I’m very happy for you, wishing you and yours the very best.
Gilson
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