The fisherman casts his net
and catches heaven
Silently he looks at the birds in the sky
that tell him where the land is
He accepts the waves as they come
and so masters the water
When he drags in his net with bare hands
it brings prosperity and life
And while he doesn't speak answers flow
he fights no wars yet conquers all
Y por inofensivo que sea este pescador, estoy enganchado
atrapado libremente en su red por la eternidad
Demystified Seventy-three
© 2022-11-16
On that endless Chinese wall
the people had written
- limit me not -
it said
- don't make us hate you -
they'd engraved
- what you fear ruler, is near -
the stones cried out
- let us have our dignity -
the ancient walls themselves wailed
and
his eyes read these words
and he looked as ever
inside his heart
where
he locked these wishes
and nodded wisely
to the future
Demystified Seventy-two
© 2022-11-01
Note.
The wall is endless it doesn't stop at the Chinese border
like people did not stop migrating at nature's boundaries
just as One knows no limits knows only eternity and you
©
Subtitle: a yearning for what was known before
Some of us are born suicidal
as young as they can remember
there are thoughts of non-belonging
These bones experienced as hindrance
thoughts of suicide are there from the start
rid the mind of a body a cage that holds back
Locked inside a self that has been imposed
a myriad of viruses of bacteria of water and clay
yet it isn't a life that's rejected strictly the limitations
Of not fitting in that body whether you're boy or girl
it is completely seperate of sex independent of gender
it is all about spirit, soul, being, feeling limited by the flesh
That forever longing for limitless space, unlimited movement
but find yourself earthbound, strapped in a stale and inept society
to be elusive as not to be measured and be able to grasp all in a blink
And for all the thoughts and attempts of losing this skinned constellation
it is never an option to put the suicide in effect, for we too rejoice our maker
to embrace our future, a love that goes and comes with it, knowing the reward
No depression, not boredom nor a torture of flesh and bone by some demonic mind
will ever lead to self-destruction, even we who are like spirits unsuited for its casks drink
mother earth's fountain and share centuries of lives still we feel and know we do not belong
© 2022-10-31
