+Neber+

Be thou not
greedy upon
that table of delight
or thou shalt
suredly fall
therefrom
and
feel the
unloving harshness
of the concrete
floor

Be thou not
anxious for
that witch thou
cannot see
but wich lurketh
secretly
in the back of mind

but summon that
and be thou one
with this

for then canst thou
not miss
and thy fortunes
will delight

move thou
amidst the ones
of shadow and night
&
dance thou
amidst the non ones
who art not there
anymore
but over
here
in a state
of  tranquility
and innermost
rest

bridge the gap
then
and thou shalt
be lifted
&
thou shalt
be gifted
with second sight
and more
in a book
to  follow

but now
is the law
of time
and this
is forever
the moment
of creation

this is thou
as thou knoweth
thyself in a dream
and now
that thou art
seated
nay bedded
in
thy mind :

this is the last
and the first
and that is the
second time
i refer to
it

like a watch
gone weary
from too many
rounds in the
circle of time

yet with a humour
somewhere hidden
among the rather
sour and resentful
words and ideas
scribbled with tall
expression  of  simple
fun and  easy-giggles

a humour intended
not to be revealed
but rather discovered
by cavemens
and archeologists
in search of
the lost dome

So

Pietre,Monique and Vlaine

Be not greedy
upon that feast
of day
and thou shalt
endure & be
married with
the beauty of night

be thou not blind
and deaf
to the visits
of the high gods
but listen
to them
that journeyeth
beyond the veils
of space and time

a pleasing
of the high gods
is he who with genius
arrange his temple
according to  space

for there are
that wich is enourmous
and there is
that wich is small
like mice
inside the wall
or moths
obscuring the light
with their idle
dance

understand
and divide
not the united
pair of one
who where never
two but one
in many
yet never understood
by the likes
of the ignorant
man

dance along
that bungy highway
for the music
is there and the
songs are sung
by those who
dare



Be thou not greedy
and release thy
scornful vengeance
upon  that embalming fire
of transmutation

for then thou
will know
that knowing
thyself
is better than
trying to under-stand
something that does not
really approve of  being
under-stood

then thou will
know the bird
and then bird
will know thee
and the two of you
will sing the same
song and there will
be other birds
who catch up
and soon you
have the whole
forest singing
the same melody
in different tunes
        ~