ATLAS

 It is not Atlas
 who carries on his shoulders
 the world
 with all its teeming life forms,
 its cities and citizens
 its poets and fools.

 It is the breath of life
 which fans the vital heat
 each time it cools.

                             Watching the breath                                                             you enter into that empty space

                             between Life and Death.

YES

Every moment
is a fork in the road
and every fork
is always the same,
the choice between right and wrong.

HORACRUX

When you sell a part of yourself
to the Devil,
you receive
the powers your payment warrants.

          He takes
          part of yourself as a deposit.
          You receive
          part of Himself as a witness.

          Your part in Him
          is his hostage.

          His part in you
          is your power.
          From Him.