Alexis karpouzos

== Poetry by Alexis karpouzos ==
# I MET A WORD
Last night, in my dream,
while i wandering in the wild lands
and crossing silent shadows,
i met a word and ask: ‘’What’s your name?
‘’My name is love and I'm alone in life,
i need you, otherwise will be lost the dream’’.
I answered: ‘’We need you too,
but we are in pain and scared and don’t admit it.
Please, lend me your glowing eyes’’.
‘’No, no need, you’re in the embrace of light,
but you’ve forgotten it’’.
2. IS OUR FATE
i know that i shall meet my shadow,
one day, is our fate. I know that, someday,
the light ends for us and the deadly gravity
will absorb us. And again, a magician spark
will shine and a ocean of souls
will flood the universe and will
give birth to stars and grief.
And maybe, just maybe, in another heaven,
my dreams will be your dreams.
You see, everything repeats itself
and everything will be reincarnated in different forms.
An incredible miracle, carefree, and we live in it.
The miracle is folded into your heart.
3. THE GREAT WELCOME
This morning i walked the road of awe.
I met frustrated gods and angels sad.
The people had abandoned them
and the magic had tumbled.
Now, the people are orphans,
wanderers across the night,
frightened meteors looking for the source.
''Where to look for it?’’
‘’Don’t look away. The sanctuary manifested
in the bird that wakes the sun
in the morning with its song,
in the raindrop that narrates
the sorrows of the sky,
in the air that whispers secrets in the trees,
in the arrival of sparrows''.
Sanctuary, the Great Welcome.
4. LISTEN
Listen, if stars are still lit it means there is someone who needs them.
It means someone wants to love,
Why then do we feel so much pain and heaviness of heart?
are we waiting for something, regretting anything?
To whom I can stretchy out my hand in the somber desert ?
Who will accompany me on the empty night?
Who will give me a fiery day?
Who will bring back the sea that left?
No hope here. Torment is certain.
Without sacredness in the emptiness of this world of ours,
the heart of man fades like a flower.
Suddenly, the shuddering of the heavens penetrating my soul,
Oh never let the parting sun, no star is ever lost we once have seen.
The long rains will continue to fall.
5. IF DREAMS DIE
When I shall end my days on this earth.
Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
The soul, denies its divine heritage in life
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go away, the silent world of shadows is coming. And if the Roads are blocked and Barbed wire rampant everywhere, hold fast to dreams,
dreams are the mystics messengers of freedom
that come within our heart and call us in secret.
A soul rose on this earth and walked its chosen path
to fill her hands with morning songs.
6. THE HEART OF MAN 
Listen,
if stars are still lit it means there is someone who needs them.
It means someone wants to love,
Why then do we feel so much pain and heaviness of heart?
are we waiting for something, regretting anything?
To whom I can strech out my hand in the somber desert?
Who will accompany me on the empty night?
Who will give me a fiery day?
Who will bring back the sea that left?
No hope here. Torment is certain.
Without sacredness in the emptiness of this world of ours,
the heart of man fades like a flower.  
Suddenly, the shuddering of the heavens penetrating my soul,
Oh never let the parting sun, no star is ever lost we once have seen, the long rains will continue to fall.
7. ALL HUMANS
All humans on earth are one.
We descend from the same family of common ancestors.
We are, in a quite literal sense, siblings,
and like siblings we depend on each other's love
and care and responsibility.
We are interdependent not just in our families and communities,
but in nations, and increasingly on a global scale
- just as we are also interdependent with nature,
with earth and the universe”.
So, different souls  and cultures but one earth,
so, different stars but one universe.
8. AFTER TIME
After time,
people will say,
in those years,  
we lost the meaning of we,
we lost the sense of universality
found ourselves prisoners into ego,
in a long soliloquy
and the infinite life reduced to i,  
war inside us,
we fight inside us,
the birds of prey scream
and their beaks hurt us
but through the fog, the stars,
the makers of wandering dream
with their accumulated wisdom
they're sending us a mutiny message
go on and on the tragic crossing
the owl flies at night.
9. ON LABYRINTH OF MIND
Dawn meet the light,  
and the twillight the moon
all are mirages
on labyrinth of mind,
ever since time waking.
Do you think that our existence
makes any difference
to this vast universe?
Did we just happen
or were we meant to happen?
In the universal scheme of things,
we stand nowhere.
We may manage to survive in it,
but we have no control upon it,
except in the little space and time
that we create for ourselves.
We are little possibilities
in the endless probabilities of the universe.
10. WE KNOW SO LITTLE 
We know so little,
so little, almost nothing
and this is only truth,
when and from where?
from the fissure of infinity
and the unreel of time,
lonely splinters
we wander on dreamy travels,
and the truth a flowing shadow
and it call us,
but the call still is not heard,
nor does the caller reveal his face,
and people voicelessly love and die,
because the truth doesn't speak,
but dance in the harmony of unity.
11. WITH HUMBLE HEART
All this universe, to the furthest stars,
all beyond them, is your flesh, your soul.
And one day, under the great sky in solitude and silence,
with humble heart shall I stand face to face with the abyss,
then, I think, i will understand why there is such a play of colors on clouds, 
on water, and why flowers are painted in tints, why there is music in leaves, 
and why the waves sending their chorus of voices
to the heart of the listening earth when I sing to make you dance.
12. DON'T GIVE UP ON LOVE
I thought that my voyage had come to its end
at the last limit of my power,
that the path before me was closed,
that possibilities were exhausted
and the time come to take shelter in a silent obscurity,
But I find that thy will knows no end in me.
And when old words die out on the tongue,
new melodies break forth from the heart;
and where the old tracks are lost,
new country is revealed with its wonders.
So, don’t give up on love
when it seems that all is lost,
for there is always life
if we’re prepared to pay the cost.
13. THE EARTH WONDERS
The sky touches the face of the blue earth and whispers, 
`I am so yours'. The earth wonders, `How could that be. You are boundless.
You have so starries jewels in your treasure, stars, suns and moons,  
and i , I am little, I have no own light.
'And Beyond that, in the modern era, in the Barbaric greed of civilisation, 
'I feel, a thousand deaths on my body, 
no more flowers left to bloom, 
no more harvest to reap, 
tears have become irony, fades daylight''.
And the sky replies,  ''i know, They came with iron chains
Claws sharper than the wolves’
Came hordes of hunters with perverted eyes of contempt. But,  
Even if your tears are restive your heart glisterning in trampled darkness''.
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