THESIS FOR FORGIVENESS

Ah, if only I could dissolve my reality for an instant and grasp the magnitude of having lived!

Oh, if only the gift of consciousness burned in my hands, and I heard it clear and calling out to me,
to what virtue, or to what throbbing of evil or torment, could I attribute the voice of its ashes!

A man in living blood, bleeding out? A flash of the universe establishing him...?

Or a cold north wind howling in his chest, beneath the halo or cry of a grim lamp?

Lightness and fleetingness in fragments, my egos and whys in fragments,
in fragments and under scrutiny, and within me, eternity:
my being, my law, my fire;

...ah island of divine splendor watching me amidst seas and skies paved with purple embers,

with its lightning and tympanums, with its hard pebbles,

and also, and here within, with its mud and snow, its tense furies and infinite human ruins;

...ah physical and immense flame of forgiveness that here, humbly, I offer and ask for,
oh universal light,
oh you, oh you,
oh song, human and mine.

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Antonio Justel/Orion of Panthoseas
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