Transformation

Just listen to:
the blood moving in the young body;
the rain hitting the window;
the nuts, bread, soil
crumbling by the gentle fingerse.

Just close your eyes for an hour to watch the kaleidoscope,
through which consciousness spills light, forms, meanings.
All your feelings merge into one unspoken thing
so you're able to taste the wind
and listen to the words with your hands: sometimes they are sharp,
sometimes they are dull,
sometimes they are molasses-sweet.
Everything vibrates: the space of the body, where the unborn music lives and the space outside the body,
where  the music born at the time of creation lives forever.

This grace, this enlightenment never ends, for there is no beginning in them.
The circle gives birth to the circle,
the spiral descends,
once the necklace falls into the water:
becomes water, transforhm into the golden light, that never dies.


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