The invisible shield
I carry wherever I go
The reminder of my Teacher
Not from this world
His crown of thorns bled into the
Inner shield protecting my soul
His mighty words calmed the waves of
Caligula’s madness I once drank from
When I was young
I dreamt I’d conquer the world
Needed neither an armour nor a sword
I wore anger of a battle-hungry berserker
Ready to take every blow
Drinking wine with Herostratus
I was eager to set the world on fire
To get the rings of notoriety
My eyes caressed Salome’s skin
The snake of ecstasy
Entangled our bodies
Thor tasted women
Through my desires
Drakkars of lust were set free
Valkyrie was my muse and lover
In the kingdom of sensuality
I fought my way in this wild world
As if I was a Colosseum hero
But one day I woke up
More dead than Lazarus
And there was no messiah
My nāda’s song was
Like Cain’s hiss
The chakras cloak of mine
Screamed with sepulchral black of
Judas’ secret sacrifice
My vacant soul
Scared off the emptiest
Deserts of all
The scorching sun
Cried with leprous tears
In my eyes
Suddenly I saw the light
Nailed to the Roman cross
When I touched it
Flash of love
Burnt the venom of snakes
In the cave
Once used to be my soul
Now all the riches and jewels were
Worth less than
Ashes of dead emperors
Like young Buddha
I escaped from my pleasure domes
Just to see
The decay, death and gloom of
This world
I met my Teacher
In the desert
Though they said
He was supposed to be dead
Long ago
He shape shifted into
All the races of this globe
Once He was a young boy
Sometimes an old man
Wrinkled like dunes
Where I left my dead spirit bones
I dueled Mara’s dark tyranny
Under my own Bodhi Tree
There stood my Lord
When our looks bled into one
I fell on my knees
I was no Pilate
Read to crucify his own son
Just to save the God’s one
When I kissed his dirty robe
I was no longer naked
The invisible shield
Covered my soul
I carry it wherever I go
The reminder of my Teacher
Not from this world
Though Garden of Gethsemane
Became my final home
I feel it’s where I belong
One day when we reach for the stars
We’ll carry this torch
To the other cosmic tribes
The invisible shield will
Protect them from themselves
Through the pure love
30.04.2018,
Bialystok city, Poland
Dedicated to the Polish Pope John Paul II
