Raindrops of Reality - [poetry]

artistic phenomenon

The river, where life flows
moves away from my being in a whisper oozing from a remote shore;
at night, during the day, the passage from one to the other is
unutterable
inexpressible
ineffable.

-How could we stand such a theater?

Art transforms and transfigures reality;
a superior form of language, of thought, a liberty.

What is art?
a revolution.
I scream and I protest for a better nest.

Life must become art,
the universe is an artistic phenomenon!
colliding galaxies...

Poetry begins once we refuse communicability.

Prepare your gaze,
rid yourself of your self;
the light that rains down is coming.

Something better, warmer is ready
to be started.