sting me to bleed

It was like a whistle from the trees

My name

I know the wind had blown it

My way

From afar it has come

O vipers without venom

Sting my bloodless heart so it bleeds

The blood running through my veins,

It’s been still,

Its beat I can no longer hear

Because you are no more here

hurricane of the heart

He entered in like a hurricane

Her words the most gentle

Brushing through his overgrown bushes

Raking, pruning …

Watering what came out of the heart

kiss me and kill me

Kiss me and kill me

The sparrows through the branches

Whispering but spreading

This unholy and wicked act

The veil of darkness

Lighted by the eyes of sparrows

Together they sang

Together this chorus in the air

Kiss me and kill me

My dependence on you will deepen

The gentle warmth of your falling rays

Receive I and not from these branches

Under the tree lie two bodies

Away from men their home

O jealous soil on which I walked

 I gave my vow to you

And not this waving body of wood in front of me

O Kiss me and kill me

The woods and The City

In the middle of the woods

Its beautiful animals I see

Its fresh breaths

Wild fruits drops I will pick

The cry to announce the dark

The run-away the sudden leave

I will build a fire around and watch

Oh nothing to watch when I return

But passing cars and silent night

Season after season

My fresh fruits go untouched

The birds no longer perch to sing

Nor my fruits to sap

But rotten on the floor after their fall

In the fullness of time

I shall return to thee, pear tree

I will no longer fly without perching

Because the boughs will shade m y being

And within thy branches at night feel its warmth

I will live forever

Forever in thy presence thou Almighty

The glory of the setting sun

Rang loudly in the firmament

And its echoes flew through its fading brightness

Into a brighter light

The simple eyes see not

But night

An unknown tongue

Which made her yield to her knees

Oh that afternoon’s whirlwind

Has almost embraced our psyche

Because we wished her well

Her last morning

It is finished

But my heart still yearns...

All she has earned, to give

The fume in me gathered like thick smoke

Inflating my ribs and its cages

A lot of energy to move, have I

But a retreat I couldn’t beat

As it’s as difficult as going forward

I will go forward even if all will end

Our eyes have witnessed

Our voices came near to cheer

Their two hands have held each other

Tightly not even letting in the air

Today ends a journey they have started

But after today a new journey begins

Before the final journey to the maker

God’s blessings, grace and favour we ask

His sheltering shield through the rain and sun

His impenetrable cover from the stormy weather

His continuous manna on us to be bestowed

It is not money

But each doing what he can do

When he has to do it

It is like a strong tower and fortress

Which anger and boredom and quarrel

Cannot pull

down easily

And like a tall ladder

Will lead you into an entrance

Filled with everlasting joy

In the arms of the maker

Glory bright

If it be mine

This race to run

No matter the damn

I’ll not hide

On my face I’ll smile

When head raised up

To catch this glory bright
                                                         
                                                                                    24/01/2014

What binds and bonds?

That which binds and bonds

That which soothes and relieves

That which puts smiles on their faces

... it is not money

Though more precious than gold




11/05/2013

Overflowing Shadows

shadows blow

like echoes

overflow 
their fall

separate 
the old

hay 
coast

under the trees tiny tall

where the streets tarred all

filled with leaves

where tired feet

the path leaves

higher louder

than the object

the sight 
will see