You and I were there
Actually we were the ones
Who gave birth to
The passions
The colors, rhythms and formless forms gave us
Great joy
To experience
Different realms
Different frequencies
Different realities

Fairies and Elves experience passions
Differently than humans
Human experience passions different than dolphins
Dolphins’ were different than those of
Trees, flowers, bees and butterflies…

The Eskimos have more than 100 words
For the snow
Human passions have more than 100 faces
And more than 100 names
Not only snow
But also fire
Some burning ice
Some frozen fire
Some saints
Some sinners
Dance between the snow and the fire
Saints turn sinners
Sinners turn saints
From the past
They retire

Gods smile

Some turn haughty
When passions get naughty
To one and another
They play together
Virtue and vice
Sacred and profane
Ugly and beauty
Everyone with its “opposite” side
Throwing veils
Exchanging phone calls
Partying from night to nights
…
No Judge on duty
No need for denial

Acting so cool
Whom be you fool
Running away from the naughty
Your haughty gets nasty
Cutting away from the propane
Your map for the sacred
Offers in vain
Holy means wholly
Without being whole
All those written in your
Holy books
Were
Nothing
But
Holy
Holy
Holy -- poops
--Woops
Smart fool

Burning ice
Frozen fire
Wisdom won’t be mouthed
Like the fast-food
In your
Smart
Mouth
Hot or cool
Saints and sinners
Dancing together
Around and around
Fire
Behold still
Observers
Observing
Observers
Behold
…
Gone

Even the fool could tell
The gold
From
The ashes
And
The fire

Subtle is
The thing
The fool
Could not
Tell
Every wise was a fool
Before the fire

Gods smile

This field is dedicated to the ones passing through the fire …

The music of the page is from the soundtrack of TROY by James Horner