Spiky Love






Tested to the limits

Fire-drunken soberness

One word flies from your lips

Violent storms arise

Exposing me to pain,

A lion roars within

My wounded children weep

Warriors marching to fight

A war that can’t be won,

but by a total surrender of the heart

To the one thing that hides

For the fearful raging ape

That is most valued by the wise

Most praised in fiery song.

To your heart I hold on,

In which I could not see,

A single impurity.







4 mei 2022