Monday, August 25, 2008

Teaching

Paulo Coelho wrote:
The master says: "Write! Whether it's a letter, a diary or just some notes as you speak on the telephone -- but write!" In writing, we come closer to God and to others. "If you want to understand your role in the world better, write. Try to put your soul in writing, even if no one reads your words -- or worse, even if someone winds up reading what you did not want to be read.

The simple fact of writing helps us to organize our thoughts and see more clearly what is in our surroundings. A paper and pen perform miracles -- they alleviate pain, make dreams come true and summon lost hope.

"The word has power."

Enlightening..eh?

you are me

You are me
And I am you.

Our connection, our wire,
This is our glue.

A single truth,
Rest all untrue.

Eternal is every moment,
And true is all hue.

In you, I am fine.
outside, all blue.

'A love anthem'
I write every day, for you
we'll sing secretly, and
none would have a clue.

And truth will seep through.
To the body, then heart,
then soul,
until we become one, not two.

You in me,
I in you.

i am blood

A trickle of blood
drained, castrated,
of life.

Flows towards me
to suck me in.

To eat into
another life.

Blood inside me,
outside me,
around me.

I flail.

Then

I drown.

Then

I am red.

Bloody red.
I am blood.

Crumpled and dull

Crumpled and dull
I am a flying skull

Looking for a land to land
To drown in sand

Dunes upon my grave
Made and unmade against the winds' lave

Nailed to dead fraternity
Consigned to eternity

Should life be restored to me?
Or made antique like a dead tree?

I wonder, I smile
Under the earth I crawl

Rather deeper I will hide
Where death can't be denied.