Look Into My Eyes You look at me But, please, Don’t see my face, Don’t listen to my voice. And do not notice The folding of my skin, The curling of my hair. O let me be dissolved, Be formless, shapeless, Be transparent Like pure glass Or pure air. Look into my eyes But do not see their shape and color, Don’t follow The shifting of my gaze, But look through the little round windows In the middle. It’s only there you can find me... Look through my windows And I will look through yours. Outside is dark And nothing you can recognize in darkness. There is the endless empty space, There is the entrance Into the timeless world. And only there we can meet… That darkness is to come And swallow us. But do not fear, There is your home… From Book VI, Part III Quiet Place, 2008
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