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HOPE

on December 29, 2024

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The cries of the dying past

are falling as whispers

upon the ears of the present,

as the embryonic future

is singing the Ode of Hope…

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FAREWELL

My dear friend, I was telling you to fear not Death marks not the end of the show Only the dancer changes costume and begins to dance in a different rhythm You were staring at me in disbelief My dear friend, we will meet again In another time In another place And by then, you will have understood…

ODE TO AN EAGLE

Mighty eagle you fly With neither doubts nor fear You roam across the sky The grim clouds you spear Your wings you are spreading Feeling strong and free Towards the sun you are heading As high as it may be But time is running fast You are now waiting for the end Death its shadow has cast You know Fate you cannot bend You won’t be forgotten Your legend will never die Your wings will soon be rotten But your spirit will forever fly...

EYES

The soul’s real eyes are able to realize the ego’s real lies The illusion leaves no sign and the truth divine is thus able to shine…

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