Prayer

Give me strength from your hands.
Give me a breath of air from your eyes.
Please, give me everything you had at the beginnings.
Then, turn me into stone
Turn me into a green rock,
and into a green woman.
Turn me into your tree, and take my leaves.
Uproot me, and build me up into a wall.
Water me. Water me with heavy rain,
with water heavier then the emptiness within.
Reborn me from the crumbles of green rock,
and leaves, and roots.
Then, I will be. Re-give me to you,
and I will be… a soul in the sun.
I will always whisper:
Love, you… you…

Life

At the beginning there is pleasure,
and desire, love, passion and… two…
Then, there is a welcome scream
and curiosity, struggle, laugh and… one or … three…
Then, running, falling, rising, flying,
falling, running, searching, knowledge,
and… one…
It all becomes heart, love, knowledge again, pleasure,
and desire, love, and…two…
Then one… and another…
And another.
Slipping away and struggle, trying to hold on, and
Impossibility.
There is black or light. Pain or peace.
Who really knows what it is?
It could be passing on.
At the end, there is beginning.
At the beginning there is pleasure,
and desire, and…