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Snow and Wine
By Dmitry Wild
QuailBellMagazine.com
Smooth sailing, wishes, desires
Endlessly wandering soul finds a home This year we will follow the roads to the city This time we will see the headless riders on the seas of creation. No Alienation! Tie a string around my arm and give me a fix of snow to cleanse my soul so I could fulfill the visions of the powerful and all mighty magus. Siddhartha become Buddha A seed becomes a lotus flower A dog becomes a wolf A ray of light becomes the light of day A sperm becomes a child A string becomes a song A wheel becomes the road A word becomes a howl A spark becomes a fire A drop becomes a sea As snow becomes the wine And stars will be the guides Planets will be the gifts The future becomes the present As I become my dream My dreams will become me. What about THEE? Thee? Who were born to see? Remember when we were thieves stealing knowledge, one book at a time, one beat for a rhyme? You couldn’t hold back the river Of psychic mystics. They read your thoughts before you were born, Because you spilled yourself in their dreams Smell the snow. What does it smell like? You haven't been born a fish to have a loss of scent. Feel the breath of fire On your tongue and overcome The madness of the haste, The taste, The rush, The accident, The traffic to make a buck To pave the way with gold and glitter Of ego over love. Flow on; you are crazy and vibrant soul! Transform yourself into the womb And you will be that baby in virgin's arms. Don't start again the search for love The search is done the love is now You are in arms of snow and wine!
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