A riddle
The sooner you admit it,
the more you will be able to achieve it,
that it never can be quite accomplished,
and that if you reach it,
it most certainly will be undone
before your eyes and by the very act
of your accomplishment and consummation,
since it can only be maintained and cultured
by your never reaping it,
for harvesting means death,
while plowing, labouring and hard work
is the only guarantee of life,
of continuity, continuance and constancy;
so never try to catch your dream,
it must remain a dream,
for dreams can never stand awakenings,
and dreams are all the carrots and illusions
that can make life carry on in spite of all,
in spite of all delusions, disappointments and deceptions,
since although dreams are in themselves beguiling,
they are dreams that never can be apprehended
and as such untouchable as perfect virgins
to be loved quite safely and pursued forever.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2009-03-23 at 23:03
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