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Six, zero, nine, a dear song
numbers unfolding daylong,
six, zero, nine, a clean gong
symbols inviting us to love.
From six to six
revolving inwards,
from six to six
I went downwards.
From six to six
dividing selfishly,
from six to six
lying endlessly.
From six to six
trying to be a rose,
from six to six
being only a nasty thorn.
Six, zero, nine, a dear song
numbers unfolding daylong,
six, zero, nine, a clean gong
symbols inviting us to love.
From six to zero
I tapered my speed,
from six to zero
the tempest did not lead.
From six to zero
I no longer postponed,
from six to zero
I finally atoned.
From six to zero
I experienced peace,
from six to zero
my loneliness ceased.
Six, zero, nine, a dear song
numbers unfolding daylong,
six, zero, nine, a clean gong
symbols inviting us to love.
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Conga to infinity
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From zero
to nine
the spiral turned over,
from zero to nine
I dared to love others.
From zero to nine
I attempted prayers,
from zero to nine
I became a repairer.
From zero to nine
infinity flowed free,
from zero to nine
unity grew in me.
Six, zero, nine, a dear song
numbers unfolding daylong,
six, zero, nine, a clean gong
symbols inviting us to love.
From nine to nine
weaving my reality
from nine to nine
dreaming its totality.
From nine to nine
conquering my greed,
from nine to nine
planting a new seed.
From nine to nine
despite a clear spite,
from nine to nine:
knowing there is light.
Six, zero, nine, a dear song
numbers unfolding daylong,
six, zero, nine, a clean gong
symbols inviting us to love.
(December 1997)
Being in cloud 9 is really great!
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