"The birds they sang
at the break of day.
Start again
I heard them say,
don't dwell on what
has passed away
or what is yet to be."
..
"There is a crack, a crack in everything.
That's how the light gets in."
That's how the light gets in."
(re-post)
Note:
now i am here. real. i am not another one,
i am the dove, the refugee, the flesh and the spirit.
present, physically and in essence, it is one.
and i refuse all ideas of me carrying in me any kind of "sin"
going back to the story of Adam and Eve.
I am a traveller, i can err. maybe i have to ask for a way.
this is what i call prayer.
the only sin i know is to act against better knowledge,
against the way of my own heart.
So, dear Leonard, no, light comes through cracks, yes,
but we do not live only in the dark, we live together with the dark
and the light in us and around us.
This is our world as it is.
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