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Updated 06/17/2008

 

 

NEARNESS

Warm wave of comprehension,

through this flashes as lightning

presentiment of eternity.

 

It stops for a moment my blood,

but heart is not becoming stale,

it will be filled

by wings of butterflies -

golden-dusty brightness

and fall of sparks.

 

Everything has been

and everything is ahead.

 

Black sheets of loneliness

tearing in two

and bursting into bloom.

 

As far as range of sight,

as high as eye of borders

will be opened

whiter than white

way of hope.

 

Behind remoteness is

nearness.

 

9/15/2004