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THE DREAMER: Poems of Fubbi
THE DREAMER: Poems of Fubbi
THE DREAMER: Poems of Fubbi
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How to define Soul?
To what extent are soul, body, and spirit connected?
Can the universe be contained in a drop of water or a grain of sand?
Fubbi, a mystic poet, was obsessed with these questions until he dreamed and saw what the mind cannot explain.

THE DREAMER is a collection of poetry and prose about finding inner peace, courage to be, wisdom and joy.
Together with Fubbi, you dive into the relationship between body and soul.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherInner World
Release dateJan 13, 2024
ISBN9791222496252
THE DREAMER: Poems of Fubbi

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    THE DREAMER - Modeste Herlic

    Courage

    Live the present moment

    for the days are uncertain

    and your life will not last forever

    Be yourself today and now

    and do what makes you happy

    Be not burdened by the glares of others

    Your back is so soft, so delicate

    Be strong

    Hold your head high

    and ignore the envious

    Every night

    I go to my window

    and plant seeds

    of smiles in the bowl

    I have a great love

    for the nightingale

    Every morning

    o sweet bird!

    Every morning

    your song is bliss

    your whistle is poetry

    Fortune knocks at your door

    and you refuse to open it

    That is nonsense!

    It is stupidity on your part

    if you do not want to accept

    that life is beautiful

    and that everything is possible

    Yesterday I dreamed

    that I was the wind

    filling the world

    Everywhere I went

    At every party I danced

    In every corner I slept

    I saw men crying

    I saw men partying

    I walked by them

    and danced with them

    in the downfall and the merriment

    With my golden lute

    I sang to the world:

    "o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-om

    o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-om

    how wonderful it is to hear the universe

    how infinite is this rejoicing"

    The people forgot their sorrow

    They danced and hummed

    My melody became their feast

    Roses grew in their gardens

    And we all sang:

    "o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-om

    o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-om

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