Tuesday, January 24, 2012

if a friend is missing

What is this in you,
radiant heart,
That opens me easily
As soon as I hear you?
What is this in you
than makes me want
to sit by you and sing
with the rising moon?

Some days thought says
you are not here, gone forever
not to return anymore.
Days and nights go by
without hearing from you.
I move deeper one more time
Beyond the stories of
birth and death,
beyond coming and leaving
beyond my world and your world.
Then here you are, my friend
never left, never missing.
Here you are, beloved.
Since then I tell everyone in the street:
If a friend goes missing
don't call the police,
Don’t do Google search.
go inside of you, instead.
She is there. He is there.

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