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| A. Rublev, Christ the Saviour |
The Lord, when intimacy is like a flower flourishes
thirsty sun.
Come, then, O Light, from the depths of the inexplicable days
and laid on my side.
Ardi, not too close to heaven
and not too far away.
Remember, the heart, that look
that awaits all eternity.
Chinati, heart, ink, waterfront,
clouded in depth Eye on the flower
inaccessible
on one of the roses.
Karol Wojtyla, the Song of God hidden
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