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"Where 's the friend's house?"asked a horseman at dawn.
The sky paused.
To the dark sands,the passer-by gave the twig of the light
between his lips.
Pointing to a white popular,he said:

"Before you reach the tree
There is an orchard aisle greener than God's Dream
Where love is as blue as the Wings of Honesty.
Walk to the end of the alley,
emerging from beyond Maturity.
Turn towards the flower of Solitude.
Two steps to the flower
Stay by the eternal fountain of the earth's myths.
Then a lucid fear will encompass you.
In the fluid sincerity of space,You will hear a rustle:
You will see a child
On a tall plane tree,Picking a young bird
From the Nest of Light.
Ask him

Where the friend's house is."

Then a lucid fear
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And A Message On The Way

And A Message On The Way
Some day
I will come and bring a message.
Into veins I will cast night,
And call out,"O you whose baskets are full of dreams!"
I have brought you an apple,the red apple of the sun.
I will come to offer the beggar a lilac flower.
I will give the lovely leprous woman a pair of earrings.
To a blind man I will say,''How enchanting the garden is!"
I will become peddler,roam the alleyways
And cry out,"Dews,dews,dews."
A passer-by will say,"It is indeed a dark night."
To him I will give a galaxy.
On the bridge there is a little legless girl.
Round her neck I will hang the Great Bear.
All lips I will purge of obscenities.
All Walls I will tear down.
I will inform the bandits,
"A caravan is arriving with a load of smile."
I will tear up the clouds
Graft the eyes onto the sun,the hearts onto love
The shadows onto water,and the branches onto wind.
I will graft infantile dreams to the murdering crickets.

I will fly kites
Water Flowerpots,
Go to horses and cows,

And put the green grass of love before them.

Light, I, Flower, Water

There is no cloud.
There is no wind.
I perch by the pond.
The fish swimming about, light, I, flower, and water.
The pure grapes of life.

Mother is picking basils.
Bread, basils and cheese, a cloudless sky
Some wet petunias.
Salvation is nearby, amidst the courtyard flowers.

Such caresses light pours the copper bowl
From up the high wall, the ladder brings dawn
dawn to earth
Every thing is hidden behind a smile
There is a crevice in the wall of time
through which my visage is visible
There is a lot that I don't know.
I know if i pick a plant I will die.
I fly up tp the pick, I am full of wings.
I can find my way out in the dark; I am full of lanterns.
I am full of light, of sands
And of shrubs and trees.
I am full of paths, of bridges, of rivers and of waves.
I am full of a leaf's reflection in water.
How infinity my loneliness is!