199. Separation
What separated us?
Alas, we are both innocent of our fates,
which we have to follow and which teach us
all kinds of uncomfortable and undesired lessons,
and for some reason our very striving for nobility
has become the parting wall, sealing us off from each other,
robbed of our souls and our free will by the very thing we have in common,
our ideals and vocation, our very work, which brought us together
and now has turned itself into a wall, casting us in different prisons.
Our only salvation is our souls, if we still can find some contact
in spite of the total and fatal separation, across the ocean of division,
if our minds can find each other independent of our bodies
with their weakness fettering us to wordly troubles of pettiness,
the trivial cause of our separation,
the unacceptable sabotageing matters of unnecessary inconvenience;
and fortunately we have some experience before of the ultimate phenomenon,
that nothing is impossible for true love of sincerest honesty.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2006-09-14 at 09:51
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