Hidden in the hoarse of debris
traces of agreement and power that have been eaten by the long journey
mosses and fungi wrap what’s left of time lap.
Many books on wisdom have been written down
about human beings, creatures of the earth, and also beings of the universe.
Some have been inherited as a chat about trust and disbelief
others are hidden in the souls of the testator in the folds
Who has also been singing new songs
In a new language for the same meaning.
The same old secrets in the next books
In matching sequences and no
In subsequent languages by means of diverse speak
its skin is a way of caring for soul clothes
during walking around the earth.
Its essence reminded that clothes are clothing
while its emptiness require proof
courage to fused with all beings
and melt in the absence that exist in same grains with the Existence.
If there are crumbs of wisdom of love, and truth
scattered in the crowded streets
perhaps this is new brands of certain roads
either heading to the abyss or to the top of the mountain
This work is dedicated to all sisters & brothers who love La Luna, the moon, the sky, the clouds and the universe.
Illustration by Albert Herdie – Digital painting from part of Life of the Cosmos series – The Moon is the Witness of the Senile Civilizations.