235. Lost in the maze of love
The depth gets deeper all the time,
the abyss is no longer bottomless
but virtually expanding into the relentlessness
of the infinity of all the universe,
where you get lost,
where there is nowhere any compass,
any ups or downs or any straight road
but just an infinity of labyrinthic intricacy
with no hope of ever getting out again.
But maybe that's the very meaning
of the strange impalpability called love
that you should never get the hang of it
but just experience it as that amazing puzzle
of impossibility and incredibility it is
and suffer for it equally as much as you enjoy it
with the only obligation to just take it on
whatever happens, with a distant possiblity
to sometime somewhere maybe understand
what it was all about. You love, but that's not all
but only the beginning of another universe.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2006-10-01 at 11:45
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