SEEDS
Poem by Alexandre Gianechini de Araújo
This is Tao:
Mastery over yourself
Overcome all ignorance
And limitation
To reach, and to perform
-In yourself-
the Fullness of Being
True immortality
Tao is endless Light
Splendour without limits
Undying peace
Totality
Before the day was, Night came
Mysterious, dense and unforgiving
Enigmatic and impenetrable
However,
She's warm and nourishing
Pregnant with the infinite possibilities of Life
The diaphanous moonlight baths
All the seeds, germs,
sprouts and wheats
And magnetizes them with its invisible force
It is the power that breaks the shells
Might that takes away all masks
The crumbling facades
Whitewashed tombs ...
The seeds lie buried
Hidden and ignored
Far from our eyes
As if dead they were
However,
This time of apparent death is necessary
For the seeds to reborn
With all its strength and vigor
And to express their full potential:
Abundant life
It is here,
On these lakes, marshes and forests
That earth's freshness and moisture
Serves as a cradle to the Seeds of Life
Waiting them to erupt from within the soil-
The womb of Mother Earth
Within the long night of the soul
The creative forces of the psyche are re-
organizing themselves,
Enabling the Sun of the Spirit
To a new and glorious Rebirth.
-Alexandre Gianechini de Araújo
São Paulo, February 26, 2013.
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