<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=491282" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>nORTH</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">there is no need for you to ask<br>because there is nothing to be understood<br>there is no answer<br>and there will be no answer that will satisfy<br>the thirst of your mouth<br>and your mind<br>stay there and listen<br>see the unfolding of that which closes and<br>opens before you<br>this is rather exciting<br>a mushroom standing on its own roof<br>an anemone opening and closing its fingers<br>in the slightest notice of your presence<br>the rocks and the sands are terrible<br>they stand there<br>witnesses of so many crimes against the sea<br>yet their silence is sealed with the permanence<br>of the hiding, a concealment of<br>things which must not be revealed.<br>there is nothing here worthy reading<br>there is nothing waiting for an understanding<br>there is only a state upon itself<br>without a clap, a buzz, a slip of the tongue.<br>why must one insist that there is a code<br>a hidden secret embedded in one of the words<br>a phrase to guide to the exact location of<br>the treasure of Monte Cristo.<br>Let us be silent. Nothing is meant.<br>Nothing is called. Nothing is trapped.<br>There is only a caravan of words like camels<br>in the desert. They do not know a thing<br>about this journey.<br>It is only me. The Bedouin with an oasis<br>mapped in the lines of my palm.<br>A star overhead. The North of my existence.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=491282" data-title="NORTH de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="there is no need for you to ask because there is nothing to be understood there is no answer and there will be no answer that will satisfy the thirst of your mouth and your mind stay there and listen see the unfolding of that which closes and open..."></div> </div> </div>

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