Dear Father, I love you, what can I say?
These eyes I have can see only little
Sweet Gum covered hills,
But the eye of my soul can see through a million endless
Nights kept alive by the fire of your hearth.
The heart of the mountain that peeks through the clouds
Of our misty laughter has been still for two million years,
But who is freer, us or it?
I’ve fallen into the Ocean
Of Kepler’s fountain, and the whole
Universe has sprung up silver,
Light through water, stars singing.
For silver is the colour of crossing
The ocean, of the Soul meeting its betrothed,
Piercing through the world that says “Life Stops Here”
In Jason’s ship of Destiny.
Since you left my whole
Being seems to be in free
Fall back into the Whale’s belly.
It feels like I’m fleeing the Gods,
Painting the birds their different colors
With my fire
That you lit.
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