the all is already inside

There are people who think
About approaching kabbalistic ending
An inconvenient feeling

Don’t believe them
Sense only warmth
A new beginning
Unravel the button
Jump out of Pandora’s box
Unfold the one with the white parrot
Make the weight weightless

Just like the pearl girl
The golden shine in a [pa]radish
She’s arriving on the glittering water
On the earth she’s landing soft
The water on sand
The fire on water
The game of the chiaroscuro
Now is not later

The boat moves the dawning
The sparrows pick from the seeds
The buses are waiting
The mother is the father of the notion

Cornell Tajiri Einstein
In the fantasy they come to mine
And they leave again
The confusion gets out of the way

All seeing and reading with pleasure
We must in a constructive way
Build the country

Protect from the hawk’s claws

The carrying virtue is here
The face looks unending distant
The urge of being gets out of it’s senses
The all is already inside