It is easy to see the glow but hard to recognize the awakening of silence.
Faith is a question of eyesight; even the blind can see that.
Wherever there is somebody else, a war is not far away.
It’s not easy to write a poem about a poem.
Even if you are alone you wage war with yourself.
God is a cloud from which rain fell.
I wanted to write the most beautiful poem but that is impossible; the world has written its own.
Holy books are an insult to a God with good intentions.
We hear only our own voices, still echoes returning to our emptiness.
The light teaches you to convert life into a festive promenade.
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