See if you can feel what I’m talking about with this poem.

30 Jun

See if you can feel what I’m talking about with this poem
by José Gorostiza.

…this incessant stubborn dying,
this living death,
that slays you, oh God,
in your rigorous handiwork,
in the roses, in the stones,
in the indomitable stars
and in the flesh that burns out,
like a bonfire lit by a song,
a dream,
a hue that hits the eye.
…and you, yourself,
perhaps have died eternities of ages out there,
without us knowing about it,
we dregs, crumbs, ashes of you;
you that still are present,
like a star faked by its very light,
an empty light without star
that reaches us,
hiding
its infinite catastrophe.

Carlos Castaneda; The Power of Silence (Washington Square Press New York ©1987) p. 110-111

 

 

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