What is to be done

What is to be done 

with the one who,

giving rise to desire,

stands 

in our way

towards it?

Shall we slaughter him 

with the sword of hatred

or settle him

in the temple of sorrow

and every morning,

during the hour of prayer,

toss him pieces of that poison

which will grant him eternity,

but will deprive him of 

meaning –  

until the day when

we understand 

that we are one.

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