Beautify Poem by Alejandro Jodorowsky

Beautify



Turn hatred into a rosebush in the garden of your silence.
Receive as offerings the arrows that shoot you.
Clean the dark adherences carried by each word:
When passing from mind to mind they cease to be
Translucent coffers and become opaque moons.
In mute lands grows the golden flower.

Translated by Tom Billsborough

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