I live in the shadows Watch Breathing in The deep eternal silence – Lungs folding And unfolding Flowerlike. I burn sage for cleansing Rose incense for love Sitting in the hare light And loneliness.
“In his face there came to be a brooding peace that is seen most often in the faces of the very sorrowful or the very wise. But still he wandered through the streets of the town, always silent and alone.” ― Carson McCullers, The Heart is a Lonely Hunter
It does not matter in what language one writes. All language is foreign, incomprehensible. Every word, as soon as pronounced, flees far away, where nothing or nobody can reach it. It does not matter how much is known. Nobody can read. Nobody knows what a lightning is and even less when it is reflected in […]