(for an artwork by Chaled Res,170x170cm, painted in his temporary studio during his November 2024 show at Abstract Art Gallery in Riyadh. This artwork is now in a private collection.)
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The first surrounding circle is known through earthly measurements by legs and eyes and hands.
We spend our youth journeying to places in our native world, trying to encompass its knowledge.
From knowledge attained we generate countless conceptions, and the grandest are confided in writing.
No matter how immense the heavens are, we only know them by conceptions inside of us.
There comes a time to break the container, then our writing gravitates towards open spaces and becomes our bridge into the sky.
As we become more at home on the bridge, we build it further toward the source of light.
The source of light seems contained within the sky, just as the sky once seemed contained by the conceptions generated within us.
Struts of the bridge glow with purest essence of the earth element... on the plane of pacifism they outdo the cold gleam of weapons.
If we trust in our bridge building and do not undermine it, we will cross this bridge that falls into the sky to approach the encompassing realm of light.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem