Language is the source of babel, i.e., confusion, but it is also Babel, i.e., the Bab 'Gate' of El 'God'. It is a door to mysteries, histories, and mythologies. It is confusion, or it is understanding.
Tuesday, July 22, 2014
The Forbidden Serpent to Its Creator
Your love is like the warm sand under my skin
Your face is the afternoon sun
I close my eyes
It leaves me content
like dark wine
Time is only the motion of the breeze and the peaceful waves
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