Ode to the Eternal Pilgrim
Follow the path, young old soul,
Follow the path
Never fear, do not fear
I tell you, we will meet on the way.
I wonder if you know who you are, who I am…
You stopped to throw stones
Over my deep lake of tears
To see my soul spread in waves.
You stopped in thousands of stations
Searching for the meaning of the existence in their eyes.
And what is left of them?
Again, struggle again, a bit
Until the next stop
There you will find the next word
The next missing word that could make you complete
You’ll find a piece of tranquility.
Keep everything inside
The vision of what has been
The shape of things to come
Keep all close to you, the begining and end
The Alfa and the Omega
All demons and angels
All struggle and despair …
At the end of the road are the answers for mysteries of thousands of years
The providential alchemic formula of perfection ..
At end of road you will feel everything from all perspectives
Will live all from each direction
Feel an infinity of things at once
Crushed in a moment, suspended in one second,
Never seen speck of time, prophetic and ethereal glimpse.
At the end of the road the bread will break
And you will eat not just one quarter, not a humble crumb, but the whole.
There will be light and truth …
We are moments, we are moods, we are pain, sweat and smile
We are followed by the memory of the Holy finger writing in the sand
We are the reflection of our sins, broken hearts
Broken bones in old bags
History of the past and fear of the unknown
We are wisdom that cannot be expressed and the stupidity in every heartbeat
We are not halves, nor quarters , We Are Not Whole
Shadows are we, spread in the sand
Traveling across the desert of dust
Passengers on a Long Journey
Dark from the dark
Sparks from the Great Light
Endlessly thirsty , till we get back to God.