Saturday, February 4, 2017

Frosty Eye

I flow with the great force in eternal now
Knowing me to be all of me, all of you all and all
Yet, during my last few blinks
I saw a blur of deep despair
All things normally resonate
With all the which than which there is no whicher
But the noise wanted it not
And although this noise can not be sustained
Never be what it wills
Never become not me and all
It contains all the love and all the evil of the whole
Which knows only not two
In missing this it despairs and only was
Hoping to be
Never is
And yet it is
Always was
And always will be
For ever in my frosty eye

- Peter Friebel

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