“I don’t know the code, never understood the basics…” the song kept repeating, letting me

sink deeper every second into its groove, into the truth of the words, echoing endlessly now.

No escaping the hard, harsh longing they thrust in my face, rubbing in the acid-like texture

into my heavy chest. Longing for the answers, longing for simplicity, longing for a flowing

life, life getting its way across the landscape like a river, embracing the rocks like a sea, freely

letting go like a waterfall, enveloping being like an ocean. No, there’s violence in there I’m

ignoring, storms and clashes and carvings. Maybe, I am like water already, rushing into the

land, again and again, hitting it straight on, for years, just without the patience of the

millennia. I want to see that cave, that refuge, now, breathe in its humid refreshing soothing

air, lay down in its calm fortress, at ease, half-, not really sleeping, -resting, half-enjoying its

timid vivacity, catching splashes and drops, hearing out for a rhythm of waves, my melodic

guarding brothers now. Yet, they’re not. I’m still drowning, beating my head into the cliffs of

knowledge and beauty and truth, floating, dancing numbly in their twisted arms, broken in

half.

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[previously published on blog inthesoulsstreets.wordpress.com]