Panta Rhei

"It is as if lines have to be drawn in a continually flowing stream, figures drawn which hold fast
Between this reality of life and the scientific intellect there appears to be no possibility of comprehension, for the concept sunders what is to be unified in the flow of life
The concept represents something which is universally and eternally valid, independent of the mind which propounds it
But the flow of life is at all points unique, every wave in it arises and passes."

In the night I swim like in dead water
Petrified lure is the moon
And the silence drives nails into my throat.

Immense wisdom in this mute ocean
Flowing through the ditches of time
A substance insubstantial.

In the night I swim like in dead water
But aridity's building a mountain in my heart
Darkness is drifting
Sweping me away with the mire.

A brick I would be
In the wall of an old house
Only to see and not to feel
The times desiccated by winter
Only to see and not to feel.

Yet my hair in the womb
And my soles on the ruins
The pain of a world
Cuts a path into the current
And I have seen whither you went.