Even lightning ascend to the heavens, what more when angels descend to serve …
Just as the rain we fell, not Remembering how we thundered and bore the Earth, nestled as birds, we grew wings and flew under Suns The wind filled (our) vessels as oceans filled the water We took flight light as feathers The breath (our) winds blew and grew, as storms in winter like children we […]Read Post ›
Histories, imageries even Leaves of books, written
When constrained becomes steel, to conceive that of thoughts, none withheld, Israël the shroud of Aleph Dalet Mem, the Sons of Man
Postscriptum 09 Mai 1014 …“The heart hurts on two occasions — one on first apparent breath, second on first interior breath. The breaking of heart is nothing but the softening of its proud shell essential for the return of the spirit, to its source, readying it for the freedom, of Life beyond the imagery (template)”
When you contemplate, perceive from the dimensional perspectives, from which sequential state of the flux density, the wavelength is being shifted and externalised.
Like stallions wild as Lightnings yet gentler of Shanxi and Khotan …
In the scope of limitations, as in alchemy, the dénouement is in itself the gold that is sought — the lover or the beloved; the realisation of the ideal.