Vilmos Zoltan Galyo Poet Free verse

Conversation in the Woods

Conversation in the Woods

Nice day. The third of June. Glittering light. Light.
Just walk, walk in the paths. Forest trails. Walks.

“Where are you?” I asked Satan. 
Silence.
“Where are you? I asked the Master.
“In. There. Other. On-in there. Far,” he answered.

“I don’t want English psychology,” I said.
“I am here. I am not an English psychologist. I am your friend,” Said Satan.
“Follow me, just walk, walk, and walk,” Said Satan.“ Be with me,” Said Satan.

“I don’t want English psychology in my life,” I said.

I want the life
The life
The meeting
Be pure

“I love you, Satan. Take me in your heart, be love,” I love you.
”I do not want English psychology in my life!” I said to Satan.

I want life! I want heart, I want mind! I want independence!


I need life
I don’t need English psychology
I need life

I need life
I need life

I am free
Freedom’s life

I am a European
English psychology is not mine

Life is on
I need love
I love life

The Satan
Followed on

“Stay alone”
Said my Satan


Finish walk
Night

Gone, my love on
Gone, my love, on
Gone my life
So life
Off

Loving you
On

Night. Dark.Trees.
No light. I walked here.
The woods.
Home of Light.

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