in the world of peace

a good scrub, put it through the wringeror tumbledry it; hang it on the line outside to dry,let the air go through it; if it rainsleave it out until the sun shines,smell it, iron it, check for wear…have you seen my where around?I’ve looked everywhere, it’s nowhere to be found,it must be somewhere; surely you…

to find outif ‘Know Thyself’was consumer-friendly oras sore-footed a pathas Oedipus trodand if you think thisdoesn’t concern you personallylet me ask you about a ‘known’that you know, but don’t knowthat you know– or have forgotten…that moment in childhoodthat we’ve forgotten that we rememberwhen just for a moment, time stood stilland we knew we knew somethingwith…

Here’s the theory – it’s as beautifullysimple, and as subtle in its implications,as any mathematician would enjoy:In the succession of our lives,leading by so many, many rebirthsto our perfection, each lifeis shaped by our actionsin the previous lifeand, deep, deep in our soul –which wants only the best for us,while we live through what’s laid…

beyond actiontheir spirit, freed,roamed without movementin freedomthrough the worldwhisperingof rest,of freedom,of words,of silencesinging, singing

familiar to a born devout Hindu;yet spoken by Saint-Exupery,who saw his little prince become so great..how wonderful are common wordsshaking the common out of us;growing nobly into our true self; so thatarguments about rebirth take second place..where the future is all full of golden promiseas we become acquainted with ourself;what matter, then, if it be…

you’ve slept so well, you go outjust as dawn is about to break,to take in your surrounding:fields, woods, forests, mountains;there’s dew on the ground, moist airgently rolling off the mountains;everything seems, at this precious moment,to know all about two great events:sleeping and resting, and waking and being alive;you take it all in for a moment;then…