Poem in text and on video
Give me a drink that saves my soul.
Give me a drink to wash away
the dust of the road I walk,
the dust I have inhaled just by living,
year after year.
It clogs my lungs, my eyes, my mind.
It slows my blood,
it wrinkles my skin,
and tires my steps on this road
although there are still miles and miles to traverse.
What kind of beverage will do?
An elixir, no less.
Perhaps only water from the fountain of youth.
That would send a jolt through my spine,
and put a shine on my teeth.
Maybe what matters is not the liquid, but its vessel.
We all know about the Holy Grail.
Anything poured into it is bound to transform,
anything drunk from it is sure to cure.
I mean, I am surely not just my bodily fluids,
but I might be the container of them.
I need them, but they don't make me.
I am the Grail of what floats through me.
I'd like to think that I'm Holy.
So the question is:
What liquid is worthy of filling a Holy Grail?
But wait, I just said that the Grail itself takes care of that.
So, it doesn't matter what I drink,
but how I treat it once I've got it inside.
I must take delight in it.
That's the secret of life, as well.
Here's my Youtube account, if you prefer going there to see this and other poems as video recitals:
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Give me a drink that saves my soul...
What God Are We Talking About?
My thoughts on the basic questions of theists and atheists:
If a god exists, and if so - what kind of god?
I Like to Watch
I like to watch. Don't you? This is a video poem about the pleasure of watching. I call it a syllable poem, because it's made up of one-syllable words.
When Dogs Die
Do dogs have ghosts? A video filmed poem about souls. I call it a syllable poem, because it consists of only one-syllable words. The dog's name is Max. It was still very much alive when I posted this video, but later its owner told me that's not the case anymore, sadly.
Life, That Is
What's the meaning of life? And how to find it? A video filmed poem. I call it a syllable poem, because it consists entirely of one-syllable words.
Love in the Snow
Love and death and snow. A video poem about how they relate. I call it a syllable poem, because it's written entirely with one-syllable words.
I C U
Who is watching, and who is being watched? Here's a video filmed poem of mine. I call it a letter poem, since it is made up entirely of single letters.
My Fiction Books
Science fiction novel about a quest through the universe for a perfect world. Click the image to see the book at Amazon.
Occasionally I Contemplate Murder
Thoughts on life, death, and the meaning of it all, explored by anecdotes and mythological fragments. Click the image to see the book at Amazon.
All about the peaceful Japanese martial art.
A system of jo (staff) and ken (sword) exercises for aikido students.
My paintings, drawings, photos and video art.
My writing - fiction as well as non-fiction.
What the Greek philosophers thought about the cosmos, the gods and the myths.
Myth, its psychology and archetypes.
My blog with random thoughts.
My Other Websites
Myths in general and myths of creation in particular.
Qi (also spelled chi or ki), what it is and exercises to increase it.
An encyclopedia of life energy concepts around the world.
The wisdom of Taoism and its classic text Tao Te Ching.
The complete horoscope and how to read it.
Zodiac sign astrology, explaining each sign and its meaning.
The ancient Chinese system of divination explained.
My Facebook page.
My Twitter account.
My YouTube account with aikido videos.
My YouTube account Aravadia, with art videos and poetry.
My Swedish website.
Click the header to get to the webpage where I present all my books in English. Click an image below to go to that book's page on Amazon.
I'm a Swedish writer
of fiction and non-fiction books in both Swedish and English. I'm also an artist
, an historian of ideas
and a 7 dan Aikikai Shihan aikido instructor
. Click the header to read my full bio.