OBELISK

Circumcised, it faces mother
nature, the sea, young Mary
it gets very hot
created before eons
the obelisk shines like a mirror

in it, a twin
eternity reflects
o, the heart of frailty
the rhythm and mortality –
obscene, lascivious

the obelisk swoops
into the intimate corner, in the eon
of lust for existence
with an innate power and sense
to be

enlightenment of eros
a target – alchemy
quivering writing
between man and the universe
lightning striking at the heavenly womb
to reflect ideally
the untouchable
and to embody itself

all
that does not show itself
cannot be seen
by the hungry eye

o Creator
o Kouros.

Translated by Zoran Anchevski

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