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

marți, 23 iulie 2013

SHALL BE WAVES,THE THOUGHTS

Shall be waves,the thoughts...drops of water fell from the sky.

Shall be waves,the thoughts...drops of light from rainbow...sneaking,squandering-it,melting...

The sky girded with a red-purple belt,weaving from sunlight-in sunset...shall be waves,the thoughts.

On a wood of the cross,it was a silence...clear memories,scented,
like rosary-in my heart...shall be waves,the thoughts.

Like pearls-on the corner of rocks,shall be waves,the thoughts...beautiful garlands,budded-in a dream.

Seeking hearts-the spring,
crept among the graves stones,
gently sand,apprenticeship stages-of ages...gates-of tradition,
longing words inlaid-on the leaves,like the lifeline cut into the palm.

Shall be waves,the thoughts...faithful eagles,traveling on the way of eternity...shall be waves,
the thoughts...constantly seeking the place where shall be gather
the most daring dreams,unfulfilled-of earthlings.