Beyond Love Stories (2)

Love flows down. The ground

submits to the sky and suffers what comes.

Is the ground worse for giving in like that?

Do not put blankets over the drum.

Open completely.

Let your spirit ear listen

to the green dome's passionate murmur.

Let the cords of your robe be untied.

Shiver in this new love

beyond all above and below.

The sun rises,

but which way does the night go?

I have no more words.

Let the soul speak

with the silent articulation of a face.