No one saw him dying
No one will ever say
what his last thoughts were
Sparkling lights
in the wake of golden wings
died away
The wide spirals
came nearer
down to Earth
and crashed
in a flame
Twilight
A gentle pink mist
hung around
over the dunes
and silence
like a tombstone
sealed
the unavailing knowledge
Sea crying
Wind wailing
Man silent
All of them
waiting
for a dreadful end
Black and mad
the wind's painting the clouds
in mourning
torturing the trees
covering our tombs
with heavy muddy leaves
Black and icy
the wind is scattering
the golden hopes of the last harvest
Black and roaring
the wind is blowing out
the words which were to give us
light for the way
But the storm is dying now
and the snow falls
veil of forgetfulness
over the vast graveyard
where forever lay
our silenced expectations
O treacherous gods !
Have I dreamt my life away ?
And merely ran
after the shadow of an illusion ?
Thus
from the heavens
came down these words
Wake up and see
it's daylight again !
Look at the way - backwards !
There are no traces left
of the wavering days
tears are dried up
by the breath of time
swiftly running away
Look at the path - forwards !
Clearing through unknown landscapes
to the forefathers' altar
guardians of the highest peaks
where eagles never die
He stood up and walked
but there was a sad song in his heart
for he couldn't forget
he had
one day
loved the Queen of the Universe
Eagles follow no way
but Heaven's
Gliding to and fro - aimlessly
they have risen young again
from the ashes
of destroyed dreams
Facing the sun
they coast over
a silent emptiness
miles away
from any fears
of life and death
Belonging to no time
embraced by an everlasting breeze
they have joyfully withdrawn
from Man's mad world
and fly - solitary
above the threatening clouds
of the last dawn
Returning from a far-off flight
an eagle halted
on the highest peak
of a towering mountain
Moon and stars overlaid its dream
when - deep from ravines
soared a voice
Bird from nowhere…nowhere…nowhere !
Are you numb ?
Madness set the valley on fire
sources are drying up
mothers shed tears
over assassinated children
See !… See !… See !
In livid flashes of lightning
the stricken down Humanity
Wonders of Creation are spoiled
and the Earth, soon to be destroyed
will be committed to universal contempt
Man's adventure ends in blood
but you
sleeping
remain far from us
talking
from barren spaces !
The eagle wanted to answer
but memories of suns
sank into darkness
words flew away
and a silent despair
swooped on to it
The voice spoke up
Eagle! Be with us again - a man !
Look !
The universe
without man
is emptiness
The stars' song
if it doesn't accompany ours
is silent
The perfect beauty of the world
if nobody gazes at it
is nothingness
Thus, what could be more
than living Man ?
Your own life ?
But it is a whisper
in the breath of eternity
a grain of sand
on infinite shores of time !
These words awakened the eagle
Suffer with you ?
Forget the dance of the universe
for your blind motions ?
The melody of the infinite
for your hopeless cries ?
No answer came from the sky
But at dawn
a silent wave
brought these words
There is no right way
out of one's own intimate nature
Then the eagle knew
and let itself fall
to the valley
Somewhere
in a barren country
in a rundown house
a poor man awakened
What a strange dream I had !
I was flying
like an eagle !
He laughed - got up - went out
A throng of people
hastened
with cries of gladness
to him and said
For years we have seen you - solitary
carving life's way
Meanwhile water never came
But today - just before sunrise
the wind spread an unknown song
We ran and saw
The least expected had come
Earth's blood pours out !
Soon
seeds will turn to gold
and the shadows of the trees
will protect you
Among us
you will be the richest
and why not, our leader ?
The poor man remained silent
gazing at the attentive crowd
at the earth
quivering under water's caresses
then into himself
to the very secret spaces
Afterwards he said
Water is life's
Sun is sky's
This land is yours
Take it all
As nothing is mine
Later, he explained more
I will remain with you
until the ground calls me back
but will never be a leader
During the day, I will share your work
at night, your dreams
I shall be the shadow of your distress
and for your joy, an echo
Thus
as lakes' water ripples under the breeze
life will flow with us
Lastly
with a smile
he murmured
Listen to the song of life's revival
let it fill your souls
Thus will you know
Life never left us
but
we were blind - deaf - totally numb !
I had no direction
but was not lost
no knowledge
but not as just born
no desires
but not as a dead trunk
Then I went to the holy sage
and asked
You
who remain out of the world's turmoil
tell me
is there any possible peace
for those who still live
in hell ?
As long as past sufferings
stagnate in your mind
as long as fear creeps in your hearts
peace - as joy, cannot hold sway
Thus, why are you awaiting tomorrow
which perhaps will never come
to get rid of the choking burden
of dreamed up certainties
and to give way to the unknown ?
I couldn't answer but thought
Although I try to hold it back
past is merely a blown away storm
Although I try to carve it
future is destiny's way
and the present only
my own worthwhile time
But what is the present
if not fear - greed - weakness ?
Is it Man's ultimate reality ?
He laughed and
flinging these words
vanished before my eyes
Where memories are living
fear remains
Where self-centred hopes are burning
greediness grows
Where reality is turned down
weakness maims Man
Then
a sun rose
and another
and a third…
Roses and orchids shared the garden
scents poured out
far over the barren land
When I went in
there he was - turned towards the sea
motionless like a stone
Allow me this last question - I said
Life leaves me
but a tree is growing
up to the sky
weakness destroys me
but a strong wind
is clearing the way for light
I feel myself as nothing
but never saw
the mighty
Quivering as now
To which end am I running ?
Out of fear rises that question
he murmured
Later, as it was growing dark
I caught words coming from nowhere
Nothing begins with life
nothing ends with death
Where could be the end of what never began ?
Thus
something was understood
The " I " must die away
on the threshold
of living silence's solitudes
On a sunny day
he laid down
in the swaying shadow
of a far reaching tree
gazed at the brooks
which were sprinkled
about the orchard
Nobody drank from the living currents
nor gathered in the fruits
But sadness had flown away
he heard the sounds of the universe
deep inside himself
like the song of a serene ocean
Life blossoms and bursts
without any intention
Man only
expects
a harvest
for all he does
Dune of sand
dune of snow
sun or storm
wherever you are
whatever you do
is of no importance
Sun skimmed the rippled sea
Later
moon rose and awakened
the shadows of the Earth
Listening to the wind
one could hear
an unknown silence
At dawn's gate
when galaxies are leaving
the last smile of the moon
showed
that all had been a dream
for one had made it
a dream..
Thus
IT came
roaring and soaring
filling the emptiness
IT was silent and noisy
light and heavy
had no name
and could not be caught
No one
would try
to talk
about IT
Finally came the time to leave this lost planet
Then
he offered this song
to the wind
Life is not a dream
but you are dreamers
trusting voices rising out of obscured centuries
They tell you what to do - what to think
endless echoes
in your frightened mind
The gods you worship
behave like inconsistent children
but you follow their alleged commands
for you are afraid to meet them
in the next world
You merely know
the limits of your brain
but nothing about the beyond
because first of all
you love an image of yourselves
and want it to be eternally lasting
In dread of death
you kill life
Since these " poems " have been written to share a wisdom as old as humanity, but one which is perhaps difficult to understand, the author would like to prevent any unnecessary confusion in the mind of the reader by giving him some keys :
