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LOVE
I felt as if every ounce of hysterical sorrow on this Universe had
suddenly metamorphosed into the perennially glorious waterfalls
of compassion; dissipating their goodness upon each bedraggled
pore of my existence,
I felt as if the most horrendously parasitic of leech had suddenly
started to donate an infinite granaries of blood to all those in
need; abruptly shrugging the parasitic tag from each
conceivable cranny of their demeanor,
I felt as if a boundless clouds of newness had suddenly formed
an invincible entrenchment around every iota of earth; blessing
its haplessly parched and commercially adulterated surface with
a zillion droplets of creation,
I felt as if each inanely stagnating hair on my decrepit flesh
suddenly rose towards the ultimate summits of undefeated
paradise; and forever found its zealously real mission in life,
I felt as if each iota of contentment on this fathomless Universe
was suddenly lined up on the contours of my miserably chapped
lips; making me look forward to no greed or malice any further,
I felt as if a brilliantly streaming morning was suddenly rising
out of treacherously maiming blackness; triumphantly
maneuvering every devastated footstep of mine towards the path
of symbiotic oneness,
I felt as if even the most frigidly orphaned of stones had
suddenly become the supreme peaks of unassailable Everest;
inviting one and all alike on this enthralling planet in the spirit of
tantalizing adventure,
I felt as if even the most fetidly lamenting droplet of my sweat
had suddenly become the most unparalleled cistern of
happiness; profusely drenching each scorched arena of my
existence with cloudbursts of ecstasy,
I felt as if each vein in my inconsolably cringing blood had