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FATHER IS THE UNIVERSE (Version 1)
When I could not yet speak,
That was when Father spoke with his eyes.
When I could not yet walk,
Father walked through life before me.
When the rice bloomed, he called it childhood.
When the mist covered mountains, he called it hope.
I never understood,
But my heart trembled whenever Father stood silent at sunset.
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Father never pointed me a path,
But every path held the shadow of his presence.
He never told me to behave,
But his presence kept my heart from cruelty.
The world taught me to succeed,
But Father taught me to look at the poor and not turn away.
Under every roof I passed,
I still saw his quiet figure – like a fading star.
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Then one day – with no warning,
Father vanished from the height of my world.
No more calling voice,
No more warm breath beside my bed.
But…
In the first dream after his funeral,
I was walking through a forest,
And the wind carried the scent of his old shirt.
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Now,
I live like someone inside an invisible temple.
There is no statue of Father,
But his eyes watch me from everywhere.
In every decision,
There is a silence – and I hear him say:
“Go ahead – if it helps you love someone more.”
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I no longer keep Father’s photo in my wallet.
But I keep him in every time I choose stillness.
When I love someone with an unconditional heart,
That’s when he still lives in me.
No more hands, no more voice, no more embrace,
But Father – now – is part of the universe
And I don’t need to see to know…
His eyes are watching me.
23.04.24
AABA
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