Monk One light in the wind never alone but ONE with ALL Drunk with LOVE for the DIVINE now more deeply in the World not hidden monastery of the HEART hermitage of the SOUL spreading my arms wide CROSS white martyr all for ALL billowing klobuk ship's sail focused on NOW Theosis blooming in the sun reaching heights and depths in WHO we live and move and have our BEING brother yossi Etiketter: English, poesi, poetry, religion |
Vackert, oerhört vackert. Talande, rörande. En karamell att suga på länge, att återvända till.
Or, should I say it in english?
Beautiful, incredible beautiful. Speakful, touching. A poem worth coming back to many, many times.