Wednesday, February 23, 2011

something like a testimony

There's knowing,...

A knowing
which lies silent and pure within.
It awaits my recognition.

When I saw the laying corpse of my grandma,
I burst into tears
not because I've lost her
but because there has been a transition.
A powerful shift in the consicousness that I carry...

Would I gladly explain this clearly
but the truth is that it does not go much further
than knowing,...

An inner torch of knowing.


  1. So gorgeous... made me tear up. Such Truth. Thank you, beautiful.

  2. this is so pure, spiritual and haunting. this makes me warm because I'm not alone in this somewhat cruel invention