This is just a non-real study of the heart. You see, I’ve been silent for a life but it feels like seconds in my mind. Some days you feel like dying, others you just die, without drama, without regret, in a glorious, even positive, sleigh of hands, or rather in a sort of minimalistic way. The poet in you appears out of the blue to state effortlessly your true self. Just that, no big deal, my pal. When you die to the world you start living in a different realm, your heart may keep on beating (that its function after all) and you realise that you are not there anymore but you ARE there in a new flesh and blood, in a new mind, with a new set of eyes for you to relish the wonders of the world.
This is what I want to share with you today…
Absurd thing that really really matters nº 10
are not you
decide to see
with those eyes
is what you’ll become
a second afterwards
as matter of fact.
See you in a couple of weeks with more wisdom from within.