Everything is
passing through,
pierced by
invisible arrows,
memory
and
the imaginal,
whose flight
we chase,
to learn
the meaning
of
the right
to be
We
are born old
entering life
through death
to
become
new
Everything is
passing through,
pierced by
invisible arrows,
memory
and
the imaginal,
whose flight
we chase,
to learn
the meaning
of
the right
to be
We
are born old
entering life
through death
to
become
new