The white flower of galactic sap

Peacefulness poem while walking through the cemetery of kindness.

Dead soul

Let me hold your hand

I’ll nurse you through the brambles

There is no fear here

Still and Listen:

To the end of the world
To the end of the infinite

Carpet

My words are not the words you can find in a dictionary

I write incantations

White tracks of light

Channeling through the dark

Elevator

To the summit

There I found the fountain of dreams

Reverberating in an infinite kaleidoscopic cupola

Flowers of solid purple

I made a bouquet of meanings

Flowing down like sparkling whirlpools

Come and unthirst yourself

Beggar for the Absolute

Drink my words

This is not from lead paint letters

These are divine incantations

That quench the thirst

For the Ideal.

Feel the peace touching your taste buds

Luminous flower of hard transparency

You have the light

Breathe in
Breathe out

Eternity.

Dead no more

You climbed up

On the milky raylight.