Munch-Petersen, Gustaf brother -!

brother -!

don't fight
your own silent will -
don't build barriers
on the only way of your soul -

nothing there is
to change -
everything is,
bright behind the shabby clothes
of the un-real -

nothing there is
to change -
everything is,
waiting, ready
to stand out
free and strong
to its own brightness -

don't fight
your own silent will -
stand out
naked to your own soul -
pull off
the contaminated rags
of imperious death-will -,
leave behind you
the strangling chain of the dread
of life uncovered -

do walk
silent the way of your deepest being -
nothing there is
to change -
the will
of the sun and the unconquerable blood
is you too -