Love
The old famous mathematician (Paul Erdös)
Love for an old man that I don't even know
because he has embraced his gift
a big arch
his life
there in between
I am sure
was sadness, loneliness, hardship
but he kept his course
the internal compass never deceived
suspended in the air
striving for development
choosing the flight
knowing that we only can touch down
for a moment
but need to keep moving
to fulfill the potential
to connect the dots
to make visible
the fabric of life
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