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Samsara

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Samsara by Maria Fokas With a torch in one hand and a key in the other, she stands alone before a crossroad. The paths are glowing below the full-moonlight sky; with her first step, she opens her eyes, again. She cries between lives and dances between deaths. She claims that nothing is ever lost – but that is never the case. She recalls three forms – past, present, and future; as blessed souls, return to the other side. Her travels are spread across the continents, with no care in the world, searching for a friendly face, but they have become so scarce. … Continue reading Samsara

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If

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If – by Rudyard Kipling If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, Or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can dream — and not make dreams your master; If you can think — and not make thoughts your aim; If you … Continue reading If

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The End of Time

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The End of Time by Maria Fokas  In the midst of night she sleeps. Her wings fly her over the end of time, a glimpse of light and below, she sees the color white. Slowly, don’t rush it, savor that memory of your first sip. The individual slices of time we are bound to miss. I will remember all of this: Freshly squeezed orange scent, I crossed off our precious list. Simple chunks of speech, wasted on an empty kiss. Someone take that first step; someone, but  me, I see those words appear, and a tear rolls down my cheek. How strange the … Continue reading The End of Time

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“How much does a man live, after all?

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  HOW MUCH DOES A MAN LIVE by Pablo Neruda   “How much does a man live, after all? Does he live a thousand days, or one only? For a week, or for several centuries? How long does a man spend dying? What does it mean to say ‘for ever’? ” Lost in these preoccupations, I set myself to clear things up. I sought out knowledgeable priests, I waited for them after their rituals, I watched them went they went their ways to visit God and the Devil. They wearied of my questions. They on their part knew very little; … Continue reading “How much does a man live, after all?

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Moments in Between

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Moments in Between by Maria Fokas There is a correctional facility behind these walls, and the lot beside it, has another facility; a high school. And I think about to what extent the latter is responsible for the former’s existence. Or is it the responsibility of the parents to keep those cells empty?  Well, one could say if they are responsible for bringing up doctors,  lawyers and teachers  –  thinkers, artists and builders  –  inventors, storytellers and the nurse who will hold your hand in your darkest moments, then yes, they are also responsible for a few cells in such facilities. … Continue reading Moments in Between

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A Touch of Light

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  A Touch of Light by Maria Fokas On dark days I attempt to capture the way in which the sun touches the leaves of its trees. I observe the sparks of light on the surface of the water caressing the coasts of homelands, and I know hope is not lost. It resides in the warmth of the light at the end of every tunnel we choose. We win a few, and lose a many – but what makes a difference is getting out of bed on mornings when the world seems cruel; when we see no purpose to anything. Those … Continue reading A Touch of Light

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The Rush

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    The Rush by Maria Fokas How disappointing it must be to go to such great lengths so as to hold on to something; fearing it could slip through your fingers at any moment. When in actuality, that very thing you so feared you would lose, never really belonged to you in the first place.  Is it knowing that we are not a pawn in our lives, but the energy which creates all that is meant to be, that will set us free? In an era where we may deal with problems by believing that we get what we deserve, … Continue reading The Rush

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I wonder

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I Wonder by Maria Fokas Broken dreams in a recycle bin. Caring with violence; no means to an end. How tragic to claim trust in such a way; to wrap up your love for all kinds of occasions. Mistakes which keep repeating themselves all pile up, for no one to see. The law which keeps conforming to twist the truth – protecting the enemy.  I wonder about all these things.  I wonder how it all started, and if it will ever end. I wonder how to stop it, then laugh at my arrogance to ever think I could. And I … Continue reading I wonder