the power I call love

is so strong so strong

opens up

for dormant enchantment

tears the veil

in front of me

so I can see

you

the roots of my ability

to suppress myself

crumbles away

it’s the magic

of sublime love

I embrace you

to tell you

love is to be free

to feel

is the melody of wisdom

listen

the oracle of love

tells about harmony

to follow the direction

of the passionate heart

insanity is the word

fire-tongues use

when I direct

my own roads on the outside

but thanks

to the extremities of insanity

when the narrow-minded

get problems

‘cause love

detest any structure

in a society where the game is

diamond cut diamond

where superior force is protected

by sections of capital

love

is locked up

but it can’t disappear

to use the power of money

is an ignorant therapy

suppressed feelings

will one day do mutiny

they can’t be bribed

or forever subdued

love

is the vitality of life

love is tenderness

closeness

an affectionate hand

but when power burst

from gagged prisons

from impotence and doze

to live free and be munificent

it’s also

an untamed fury

when intuition is pure in its poem

and don’t speak through mud and filthiness

I pay attention

I’m aware

I’m curious

to the path of creativity

I’m open

for the origin of love