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Tuesday, November 3, 2015

as each man: abismo es altura

as each man has cried
from cradle to grave,
as each one is ruled by fear,
the heart in stones


we must be brave:
that when we tried
to see where we fail.
then we must go

and sit under a tree
talk to the leaves,
the falling sun,
breathe into ourself

we must leave
all prisons, cages, walls,
must walk and walk
until we sleep

we must pray
that all heaviness
goes with the wind,
must pray for peace.

as each man has cried
from cradle to grave,
we must be on our knees,
pray and be brave

when all hope is gone
in the winter of soul,
spring will come
even when we die.

to give, to take,
to be, to forget,
all is one:
now.






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