Thursday, September 20, 2012

The day shall come (when you speak out)

The day shall come
When you will look directly in the eye
When you will talk directly from the heart
When truth will flow like blood
Towards and from your heart.
I'll be so proud
To see you stand as tall
As thoughtful as the mountain
You would have climbed.
And if you talk
Your words shall pour like honey
Sealing wounds
And cutting paths with the assurance
That the river flowing has
To cut its space through red clay banks
The day shall come when you will
Speak your tongue
And all shall understand, my heart
Come bring it out,
My thoughtful knight!

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

I want to dance

by Lucian Blaga, translated from Romanian

I want to dance
like I have never danced before
So God will not think of himself as chained,
incarcerated within me.
He shall breath free through me.
My Earth shall give me wings:
and I shall turn into a feathered arrow
thrown towards infinity.
I shall not see around but sky
above, and underneath but sky;
and burning with the waves of light
I  shall dance and ride
with unseen boldness,
so God can feel his breath be free
and not complain
that he's been chained,
incarcerated within me.