Poetry

poem number one –  the dance between heaven and hell

 

you raise Hell to reach Heaven

then you break it all apart to descend again

your hands move gracefully above the Earth

to plant the Seeds of Storm

and your Dance calls upon the Clouds

that gather roaring and water the Seeds

the Seeds become the Tempest

in the middle of the Tempest

your Dance gains vigor and calls upon the Great Wind

that tears apart everything you planted

and the Tempest is reduced to Silence

exhausted, you stop the Dance

and look around in Silence and realize

that the Great Wind has done as you asked of Him

He has torn a part of you and lifted it to Heaven

And left the other part to Dance in Hell

by Crina Radu

 

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