This poem was a burning man present, and it has been on my fridge ever since. Talking about fridge - that's where I keep the important stuff, not just inside, but also outside, like a reminder on a post-it: "A Handstand a Day Keeps the Doctor Away", Ida's first picture, a sticker "In Trance we Trust", or my massage therapist's phone number.
Anyhow, here is the poem by an unknown author:
And
For no reason
I start skipping like a child.
And
For no reason
I turn into a leaf
That is carried so high
I kiss the Sun's mouth
And dissolve.
And
For no reason
A thousand birds
Choose my head for a conference table.
Start passing their
Cups of Wine
And their wild songbooks all around.
And for every reason in existence
I begin to eternally,
To eternally laugh and love!
When I turn into a leaf
And start dancing,
I run to kiss our beautiful Friend
And I dissolve in the Truth
That I Am.
For no reason
I start skipping like a child.
And
For no reason
I turn into a leaf
That is carried so high
I kiss the Sun's mouth
And dissolve.
And
For no reason
A thousand birds
Choose my head for a conference table.
Start passing their
Cups of Wine
And their wild songbooks all around.
And for every reason in existence
I begin to eternally,
To eternally laugh and love!
When I turn into a leaf
And start dancing,
I run to kiss our beautiful Friend
And I dissolve in the Truth
That I Am.
2 Kommentare:
thank you for sharing, Anna!
I wanted to read your first article.Very Impressive.
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