How to catch in your palms ,one end of the rainbow...

joi, 25 iulie 2013

WIRES DREAM






Wires dream...wires velvet dream.

Wires dream-of grass field,left in the summer,homeless...dream wires,cramped,hungry,
waiting quietly-in the corner of the heart.

At the gates-of the night knock thoughts,like pilgrims...thoughts,
cleaned by passing longing.

With foreheads bowed,wires dream...seek shelter-in the deep Earth...dream wires.

My travels are pierce the words,halts,interrupted the calling of the Earth...crystal Spring flow...
mazes spell -of chilhood,troubling questions,unanswered.

On my forehead,fresh dew drops...the kiss blade-of grass,
delicate fabrics,embroidered tree roots on the Earth hearth.

Feel like a bead-on the edge Fountain,Time...a shooting star,turned-in flight.

Listen to the story.
With an open heart-in palm,like a red pitcher coral,
waiting to flow from heaven dream wires,droplets-of wisdom.

In the forest,oak tambourine to Winter...beautiful girl with candy-in his pockets.

Wires dream...with watershed landmark fountain,a game from childhood...dream wires,
with palms placed over the eyes like a veil...weaving through my fingers of sunlight.

Thought is back-on the wings of a dream.

Barefoot,with loins girded by a belt dandelions...dream wires,wires dream,as a red petals,hidden fist.









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