Icarus’s Metamorphosis

Inside my heart, a shy nymph has been living for years. She plays a magical harp masterfully. All I knew were washed away by her music. I was left alone with the ocean. So I began a conversation with waves, traveller seagulls, with morning sunrise and a cool dark night. We became so intimate. She…

Walking with God/repost

I wrote this last year in May, while I was in Istanbul. Reading it today, reflect the depth of change within and yet seems outer always is the effect of this melting in God. Every Human on Earth at least once asked herself who am I, what I am here for. Usually in adolescent we…

Happiness

HappinessAn empty spaceBetween two heartsA distanceBetween two lipsTo exploreThe journey of a kiss. Happinessweightless cloudsShy morning rainOpens the gatesTo a white dayfertile of new hymns. The crossroadTo meetAll endsAll beginnings,To chooseWith total freedomWhen to haltOr move ahead. HappinessA handsomeguitar playerwith mystical eyesSinging to the girlAcross the hallHer favourite song. HappinessA womanOn a saddled horseWith a…

The Braves

life is your inheritance A fragile fracture of a sacred movement Between dust and magic. The thorny road, the narrow path, The barefoot sage, Is humming of your soul, Falling in love with not knowing Where Now stands. Remember,  when ache breaks your chest And tears blur your vision, The soft scent of love Always…

I witness

I witness the coming and going of migrant birds I witness the yearning of my heart to meet herself in each breath, I witness the gentle touch of morning sun on ocean waves While my gaze settling into horizons of new day I witness the play of death inside life, as your will dissolves mine…

The nightingale and the Rose

~The Nightingale and Rose O beloved, Last night I walked in the rose garden alone, Air was full of your fragrance, I looked everywhere for a sign Of your passing, perhaps a thread of your hair, Or your fingertips, mark at edge of a leaf. Behind the dark garment of night I found a crushed…

He Comes!

This morning From a distance, a small star Called out all mountains of the earth, to move aside. Ocean always return to the shore, the golden milk of paradise pours into emptiness of earth veins. Vast infinity of surrendering Intimate stillness in embrace of  God.  Ah, the invisible circle, love, playing her lyrics. A tender…