enigma janitor

your life is what you gave

« before . now . later »

this void is what you gave:
the white sheet of paper.
you spoke about things they couldn't see
and so they laughed

Yet to row up the dark river
against the current,
to take the unknown road
blindly, stubbornly,
and to search for words rooted
like the knotted olive tree -
let them laugh...

the sea breeze and the freshness of dawn
exist whether or not we want them to.

seferis - summer solstice

fuji superia

Posted by alek on 07/19/2008
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