Wednesday, December 21, 2016

Dorin Popa writes



ALONE WITH THE SEA,
ON THE THRESHOLD OF EVENING, IN AUTUMN

 
take me, take me, take me
my sins altogether along!


there is nothing close to me any longer
there is nothing left that can save me
there is nowhere I can find my place and my home


sinfully I went near things
my eyes closed, foaming, I went near
God, oh God, my evenings
the weeping, the deaths, the reluctances
sinfully estranged me from my flesh


somewhere nearby, someone is gently crying
a riddled and repulsive soul, clinging to memories
there is nothing close to me  anymore
there is nothing left that can save me
take me, take me, take me,
Your will be done, of  Lord!

 Image result for closed eyes painting
 Self Portrait with Eyes Closed -- Odd Nerdrum

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