POEM III Cianderou

POEM III

Cianderou

Stop, restless soul

And silently climb up high

Step by step

Leaving behind what has been

And embracing what will be

Here you will find mysterious wood, jumping beasts, nymphs and legends embedded in every rock

But above all from up here you can see the valley

And there, find the roof under which you sleep,

The garden you fill of thoughts,

Your enemy’s house.

And with the magic of this place you will discover what you do not know:

That your everyday life that oppresses you becomes as small as a speck of dust

If only you learn to keep your eyes up

Where the roes run

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