still waters

still waters

run deep

carrying your petals

down to the mouth of the sea

and your light from the sources.

(for D.)

5 a.m.

at 5 a.m.

when night closes its lids

quite tight over the world

your heartbeat hovers

quietly over the moonlit crest

of the forest's shaded slumber

dissolved at first dawn's shimmer.

(for D.)

haven

in the gold of your smile

all sunsets shall glow

all springs yet to come and yet to remember

shall bloom in the hue of your name

while the crescent moon turns towards you

blue eventime ark

sailless and helmless

yet knowing by heart

your soul's haven.

(for D.)

note

letting go is leaving
not losing

it means letting go of an idea
something that could not be
at this time and at this place

it means walking away
cutting a tear into the sky
to let them fall
into a dismal void beyond

letting go is leaving
not losing.

☽

take the sky away

your moon shall stay

flower sweet with bitter fruit

unfading as the sea.

(for D.)

amid the sea of loss

there lies an island green and fair
amid the sea of loss
with surging hills and valleys lush
with birdsong and the scent of spring
where elven song fills the blue hour
and morning mists with awe
where forests tall with silver bark
stand firm above the sea
sheltering bluebells on unfading grass
green since the eldest days

two wells of tears
spring into silver stream
cascading over rocks
joined to the island's roots
into the lotus lake
all tender and serene
eye to the ground of sky
gleaming in violet flame
falling from height's eternity.

violet hour

in the violet hour
when slowly night begins
to seep into the passing day
when warming light retreats
from eye to inner skies

when the quiet river darkens
laced with ethereal from another world
i find your moon immersed therein
fruit on the silver coat
of still reflection

my fingers touch
the cool and soft
causing the face to ripple
my hands cupped
hold the vision dear

for just an instant
before the stream takes it away.


(for D.)

entwined & parted

two roses parted

by a mountain range

on whose snow-powdered ridge

the moon wistfully glistens

wind sighs through fir and pine

into lavender gloaming sea

cascading from the sky

into the roots

in depth of earth entwined

as fingers reaching out

for petal-covered bliss.

(for D.)

inner landscape

Status Quo

she reads deficient words i scoop

from wordless worlds from her eyes' well

between the lines the rose's tendrils climb

skylorn into the blue

reaching for this wall's ending high

to catch the light of secret gardens.

(for D.)

photo

How the sky reminds me of you.

#135

from silent sea

soft waves keep rolling to my shore

welcoming them with tender hands

seashells keeping their lore

within their longing hearts

how far — you never are

my heart embraces you

chin rested on your shoulder

to see the evening sky

with your soul's eye.

(for D.)

#134

maybe we are

two little notes

in universal music

woven into a sweet melody

whitecaps on the endless blue.

(for D.)

at the far end

my light you stay
in times of dark,
on brightest day
entwined with sunlight
on a hopeful morn

my light you stay
cast over flowering fields
caressed by summer breeze
on careless afternoon
that slowly turns to golden eve

my light you stay
when after many moons
you may remember
the wilted roses
at the far end of your garden

know then
that they are blooming still
in mine until all gardens fall.


(for D.)

(lumière)

lumière by Yelena <3

Thank you so much.

aurora borealis

cerulean winds from northern skies
are brushing against sleeping earth
a sea of grass surging in dreams of hoarfrost
weaving itself into the hymn of birches
which glow in auburn gold
as silent stronghold of sublime


deep reach the roots
of arctic roses into summer streams
where bluebells ring
over the valley's peaceful pastures

lighting a smile in elven heart
wistfully dancing over sea.


(for Yelena)

on paths of stillness

let me love you silently

the way a golden leaf touches the earth
sheltering future seeds from cold,
the way the seagull paints
white circles into grey skies
before the fall of soothing rain,
the steadfast way the oak abides the storm.

on paths of stillness we will wander
beneath the bleak face of a winter sun
keeping hope low behind forest's black silhouette
the gentle sough of fallen summer on our feet.

on paths of stillness we will wander
your vine trailing around each hour
watching the western sky
for heaven's gates lighting the setting sun
to find a home in ocean's arms.

let me love you silently

the way a silver moonray
kisses the sleeping flower.


(for D.)

(Which one is the way to go to meet your eye still in this lifetime ...?)

okeanos

resting in the soft hands of our beach
stretching to both ends of the sky
the seagulls' cries have settled with the sun
into a fruit-spilled dream spiced with lavender

our senses reach for ocean's heart
breaking in gentle waves of dusk,
for the tales of seashells' melodies
resounding in your smiling eyes, in mine,
in the softness of our voices
immersing into fading light,
in a sea of life embracing us

skin finds the warmth of skin
fueled by two coalescing flames
bearing the flower blue
drinking from silver light of starry skies.


(for D.)

autumn (V)

to wander silently

in autumn's frigid mist

weaving the auburn sea

in lace of wistfulness

on wings of cranes departs

great summer's fervent glow

into the voice of wind

wafting from isles where gold

and honey flows from lips

of sun's embracing warmth

dyeing a rose in embers

on Lóriens unfading grass.

(for D.)

winged

dawn flows from her eyes

sweetness from her lips

to the ether silk of night

embracing his swan

with amethyst wings

horizon-bound star-dreamer

crestfallen crescent

face turned to her grace.

(for D.)