"Записки недопросветленного [поэзия]" - читать интересную книгу автора (Лайтбрингер Тимонг)
Он внутри
He is inside, and he is within,He is enslaved and cannot be seen,He is alive, and yet he is dead,He is a joy, but now he is sad.You've searched beyond for millennia years,You've praised his name in your salty blood tears -And thus he became the punishment tool,And you have become a ritual fool.But still you all hope to see him one dayAnd listen to what this one has to say…He might and he would, he did and he does,Wrong place you search still where he never goes.But turn off your mind and let silence reign,And listen to what your heart would be saying …And then lost yourself - what did not exist,Your mind would be pure, your sight wouldn't twist.You'll hear the voice, silenced for so long,True part of yourself with such a strange tongue.For he is within, but rare to find...You'll know this one day -Your God is inside.