Abraçando uma Árvore - Henryk Skolimowski

HOLDING A TREE               

When holding a tree,

I am simply entranced

I return to the protoform of my being.

My cells are renewed,

My energy recharged.

My tree- — my sister, my love, my oxygen

People think me crazy holding a tree.

Deep down they envy me.

I am so rooted kissing the bark.

They are so alienated avoiding it.

When I am one with a tree

The great energy of the Cosmos

Is pulsating through me

What a delight!

— Henryk Skolimowski

http://www.ecophilosophy.org/poems/tree.html

A Jornada - Henryk Skolimowski

THE JOURNEY

There is a time for crawling

There is a time for walking

There is a time for flying

And the time for releasing the inner God.

We journey from incoherence to lucidity

From selfishness to compassion

To touch the finger of God

Or to enter the sanctuary of the inner God.

To walk through the valleys of sorrow

To the sublime peaks of Enlightenment

Is the journey of all journeys.

You finally reach the land of peace 

You walk lightly and breathe freely

You have left the spurious luggage behind.

There is some pain in the journey.

The butterfly is in pain too

While emerging from the larva.

Swallow the sweet tears

As you approach the sublime peaks.

The journey is beyond the tears

Beyond suffering, beyond self-pity

As you give yourself away

To the Light Immeasurable.

— Henryk Skolimowski

http://www.ecophilosophy.org/poems/journey.html