Magnets of compass
11 August 2016
I’ll see you
When summer will end
In landscapes
Of the fall
Into the river that shapes
Rooted trees grow tall
Blow the horn
Water lonely graves
Pick flowers
From the sands
Rose and crystal grow in lands
Of heavenly stance
Seize the chance
The shadows advise
The sun wise
Chooses soul
Relentless of free will’s pole
Magnets of compass
Reading of the poem:
See You Again – Mychael Danna
Through the veil of dark despair
7 September 2015
Darkness will surround
Body that light diffuses
Compass in magnet
Matter enters void
As void will absorb matter
Each to its own end
Face kisses faceless
Fate embraces the fateless
Brings Faith to the faithless
Lost in night’s embrace
The willow will weep never
It finds peaceful sleep
Destruction in Love
Brings the sweetest mutation
Renewal all spells
Change is not for weak
Glory will find the strong Heart
That throbs with all Love
Change is for the meek
Humble is the one who seeks
Blessed shroud of Love
Be oak and be reed
Let every blow be blessing
Bend and stand tallest
The heart knows the truth
Though mind hums ever with bees
Deep inside you know
Dawn as you have learnt
Loves the darkest point of night
The peak of desire
Open your heart. Look!
Through the veil of dark despair
See the green morrows
A day will shine bright
As the night casts away veils
And sorrows scatter
A World of Magic
4 September 2015
.
Straighten the measure
Music will fall soft from lips
Absurd no one quips
.
Pull the greying hood
Red long since went riding home
Flowers picked never
.
Tug a piece of war
Illusions will loosen faiths
And all in between
.
Tell and show in jar
I will grant my secrets too
Till chest is empty
.
Treasures you take home
We wove all as we spun love
I watched you coming
.
In desert I roam
Your face behind these eyelids
My only compass
.
Gift me your music
I will show you road to stars
That dance beneath skies
.
A World of Magic
Sheltered in my open palms
By your shielding hand
.
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