## My Father I am here on the path of life Like so many others before me. I sit down and I also watch All your messages and the sound of your voice. Before, I used to endure and often cry Before the injustices these people dealt me. I would scream in the dark And I would curse this world. All was but a nightmare, Every minute, every second. I lived upon this earth As one lives in prison and… Only my prayers Would break the sound barrier. I had not understood That everything came from me, That I had given life To all this world within me. **Father,** My path was long, Strewn with dead phrases. I did not know that your name Was written upon our doors And upon each of our brows. **Father,** You let me understand… by myself. You let me grow, To soothe my anger Through my poems, Reducing them to ashes By my simple prayers, By a simple "I love you" You let me understand... By myself ... Then I sat down And I was able to speak to you… It is your voice in the breeze, On this summer morning, That blew a kiss Upon all my past lives, Leaving… oh! surprise! Only your final kiss. At the end of this hallway, I could see your light Dispelling despairs, Cries, famines, and miseries. My seeing eyes now open... To my path in the dark. **Father,** Now that I see, Now that I know, I can tell you What this world has done to me: It has burned within me The doors of the past, It has opened within me All the hidden locks… And threw away the keys. Understanding that this world... Never existed, Only the guilt Of believing I hurt you And thinking of leaving you... Made me drift apart. In the game of the ego And the fear of its death, Lies and duality… I am not truly here, I am not guilty, The problem is not you… I imagined it all! Oh, but what is this fable?! My separation from you... I had invented it! I forgive us then For what we have never done. Returning then To the beginning of all things Where the roses bloom Where all was forgiven.
