Wednesday, December 31, 2008


A globe moves as a big balloon in a swimming-pool
and teaches transparent geography to the swimmers

The language of love
is silent and seeking
in life's loudly speaking
from down to above.

The language of silence
in love with creation,
a soul's inspiration
is full but still widens.

The language of silence
and love seem the same:
they show us the flame
but speak without violence

Of burning and brightening sunny salvation
of finding some peace on our blue-shining block.
Love makes man and wild flowers spread on this rock
where all life is looking for balanced vibration.

Jan Arends, Torroella de MontgrĂ­ (Girona).Text and picture.
'Poetic lines', 2008.

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