In the heart there is no distance.
The only distance that there is,
is that between heart and head,
says the head, the old fool.
If only he would love himself,
he would be instantly heart.
Is he also condemned
to dwell forever in a foreign land?
He forgot the neck and the breath,
which continuous flows in and out
through the gate in his middle
and flows to the heart,
to the feet,
to the center of the earth,
and back to heaven.
© Barbara-Paraprem, 2015
May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 9:12 PM UTC
In the heart there is no distance.
The only distance that there is,
is that between heart and head,
says the head, the old fool.
If only he would love himself,
he would be instantly heart.
Is he also condemned
to dwell forever in a foreign land?
He forgot the neck and the breath,
which continuous flows in and out
through the gate in his middle
and flows to the heart,
to the feet,
to the center of the earth,
and back to heaven.
© Barbara-Paraprem, 2015
