Signs and riddles

Can you read the sound?

Hear the breeze - softly whispering in your eyes.

 

Can you feel the picture?

See the puzzles - strongly placing every piece.


Can you bite into the absence?

And touch your thoughts - hiding secrets - which are not.


Can you smell the sweetness? Bitterness?

When you taste the silence – screaming out a thousand words.

Can you predict the perfume?

Smell the heart – pumping the veins of a young star.

 

Can you see by daylight?

Or is your intuition trapped within your busy truth …

Messages stay unread.

Never felt.

Without the taste.

Without the smell.

With no predictions

and never seen.

But please. Play with me.

If you trust your thoughts.

A FAREWELL

Men and women live.
With so much pain, stitched poorly on and under the skin.
Over and over again.
Open wounds can't heal on open wind which brings the dust of memories.
But still we live somehow.
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Were we children once?
Were we careless? Innocent?
Do you remember?
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Sometimes we wish to dive in the arms of the river,
which we told all our secrets to.

Listen only to the sound of the overflow.

To escape from the dust.

Wash off the bad memories. And screams of the soul.

But still we live somehow.

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Some of us must stand on the wind. And others must dive.
But when it comes to this ...
We don't have the power to decide what stays and what fades away. 

But I would do anything to take your place so your children wouldn't cry when tending over the river's surface.

 

Be at peace, my friend. I wish the river sings you most beautiful lullaby.




 

A LETTER TO MY ANGEL

Days are so long. Every minute is like a raindrop, slowly sliding on the leaf.

 

I was dreaming of you. As a little girl. You came from the darkness as a quiet silhouette watching over me. Not saying much. You were just standing there with your sharp dark eyes and gentle, hardly visible smile. The softness you radiant on me paralized me forever. In my life I've felt safe only with you.

 

I've been looking for this presence in this other world ever since. There were years I thought I must be crazy. But I've been faithful. I've never abandoned you. I've kept this silhouette deep down, hidden in my body where nobody could touch it or reach for it.

How do I live like this? I live on faith. No matter what happened to me ... I was always holding on the purity I was given by the universe. I was strong because of you. Knowing you're watching, feeling my every thought. I trust in our connection beyond the known. You do things with the same soul as I do. You see the world through the inner eye as I do.

 

And even when my skin dries and bones hardly hold the meat … I'll be still keeping you inside until my mind leaves this corpse for the last time.

 

Years are so long. I live on the life you breathe in me while I sleep.

 

I've been looking for you. But I will never find you. Unless you decide to wake me up and not leave.