Attila Jószef

Attila Jószef
O what kind of matter am I


that your glance cuts and shapes me?


What kind of soul and what kind of light


and what kind of amazing phenomenon am I


that in the mist of emptiness


I can walk around


the gentle slopes of your fertile body?


And like the word


entering into an enlightened mind


I can enter into its mysteries...

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Jószef estaría orgulloso.