It was impossible for you
to believe that merciless love exists.
At least before the first contact
in the Riverside Church.
At that time the impossible was made.
This kind of poetry was unknown to you.
Indigenous people in the sacred temple.
It was a new kind of iglu.
Not only for few humans
but for the whole Mankind
with the sky and the stars above.
Just a gift.
Maybe a miracle.
This merciless love was a discovery for you
but it was in fact
just the love of Mankind.
Inside one church…
Inside one human…
Inside one woman!
Outside one man!
Outside one people…
Outside one temple…
Then you understood my willingness.
It was the beginning.