FALLEN FROM THE WORLD — Zeynep Zuhal Kılınç

I fell into the world with the words Falling is good echoing in my ears To fall I learned was never to be ashamed of your existence To love I discovered was to endure the many physical and spiritual falls of life without shame in showing your own fragility For a long time I wandered between those I loved and those who loved me It took me years to learn how to love as it is without disguise But like everyone I too was wounded by love Because not all seek the unmasked simple and unadorned kind of love Many hide behind layers of faces And I grew weary of faces When I could finally tell the true from the false my heart grew cold toward the world It became clear here too one cannot truly stay For this place is incomplete Something is always diminishing like love And as love diminishes so too does the human soul Its remedy lies elsewhere The medicine of an imperfect world cannot heal the wounds of love At best it dulls their sting for a while That is why we must fall from this world

I fell into the world with the words Falling is good echoing in my ears To fall I learned was never to be ashamed of your existence To love I discovered was to endure the many physical and spiritual falls of life without shame in showing your own fragility For a long time I wandered between those I loved and those who loved me It took me years to learn how to love as it is without disguise But like everyone I too was wounded by love Because not all seek the unmasked simple and unadorned kind of love Many hide behind layers of faces And I grew weary of faces When I could finally tell the true from the false my heart grew cold toward the world It became clear here too one cannot truly stay For this place is incomplete Something is always diminishing like love And as love diminishes so too does the human soul Its remedy lies elsewhere The medicine of an imperfect world cannot heal the wounds of love At best it dulls their sting for a while That is why we must fall from this world