Water Lily

 My whole life is mine, but whoever says so
will deprive me, for it is infinite.

The ripple of water, the shade of the sky
are mine; it is still the same, my life.


No desire opens me: I am full,
I never close myself with refusal-
in the rythm of my daily soul
I do not desire-I am moved;

by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real:
into my body at the bottom of the water
I attract the beyonds of mirrors.
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