Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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  GO
ON

As the space, that is my life
opens wider, I am pulled
inside, tempted to lie
in its hollow, without
knowing, yet with my last
breath I refuse and lurch
to free myself, lose myself
in that cause that is Zion
a round water bead or
universal comprehension
of, to find some meaning
between the chords of my
guitar, the axioms of new
mathematical structures
or surprising semantics
revealed in syntactical
relations that were there
waiting for me, I do hope
I cannot despair.
 
c) Jan Otterstrom F.
    August 23, 2009
    Costa Rica