Love and a Lost World
By Alba-Maria Grembi
The world guided: I should seek the Life (in their ideas of a secretly lost meaning, in the light of their shadowy heart) tied in its vague thinking. But I spread my arms to ask for forgiveness and grace, so that I finally see my reward.
Must I follow what they see?
By Alba Grembi |
The world hinted: I should bind my soul into this
rockily bond—till the sky lies down and the sea shreds in pieces. But it dreads
my love for the Truth; and commemorates hope as if already lost.
Must I fear what they fear?
By Theo Bandelis |
His heart has spread into my colourless prison (painting
its depths with marvellous art); His Light has torn its endless void apart. But
I teach my hands to remember this world, so that it finally thirsts for my
Love.
Since I love what He loves.
By Alba Grembi |
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