Monday, November 15, 2010

Break Me (The Source)

I want to be shattered,
Shattered to my very core,
Burn me,
Until dust is all that remains

Take me to my source,
Where essence burns bright white,
Where darkness dare not creep

Where things are,
Simple, pure, themselves
No need to explain

Let the tower fall and break,
Brick by brick, or in one fell swoop
Let it tumble on itself

Let me look at myself,
Bare, naked, utterly vulnerable
Reflections on the pool of my being,
The source

6 comments:

  1. Wow! Ori, I am truely impressed. It is a great way to proccess. I often do the same. As a person who writes, I appreciate another skillful poet. Keep it coming!

    Andy

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  2. Hey Ori this is really beautiful!
    Love it.
    Anat.

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  3. a beautiful expression of hope and happiness.

    Loved it,

    Sivan

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  5. הרגישות שלך, האגרוף בבטן.
    היכולת לתרגם בצורה מדוייקת את הרגשות והמחשבות למילים.
    היכולת שלך לאפשר לי לשים את עצמי במקומך בתוך מוחך, ליבך ונפשך.
    אהבתי מאוד את סגנון הכתיבה שלך - השפה שלך.
    תודה.

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