The archer is the aim
As far as I see
there are so many ways to anchor yourself
to the ground or to the sky or both
So many argumentations gathered in holy books offering
us golden heavens or hells painted in flames of destruction
Practically, we are left loose to our imagination
As far as I see
the vectors
holy or not, pointing to the sky or to my neighbour's
heart
poisoned with knowledge or blessed with love
the vectors, these invisible carriers of subtle particles
of deity
always return to the sender
As far as I see
a sea of flying spears comes my way and
I wonder what have I sent you
Lonely archer -- Thean-chan
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