Saturday, October 11, 2008

The eye you see is not
an eye because you see it;
it is an eye because it sees you.

is an ugly fault,
and now it's a boring fault too.

This Narcissus of ours
can't see his face in the mirror
because he has become the mirror.

Don't trace out your profile,
forget your side view --
all that is outer stuff.

In my solitude
I have seen things very clearly
that were not true.

Beyond living and dreaming
there is something more important:
waking up.

I thought my fire was out,
and stirred the ashes...
I burnt my fingers.

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