the Lullaby

On this day, I sit on a bench in Beloved’s Garden With a heart full of uncertainty. With eyes looking inside With Skilled hands passionate to create,  With a hidden song in my soul, waiting for her time To be heard. Knowing all sounds in this universe are monologues. On this day, I died many…

~The Remembrance

The Remembrance, 21st Sept 2008 At the rim of eternal longing The forgotten speech of life Changing phrases. This dark void has been the womb of all my creation, endless aloneness of my eyes into forever transformation of love’s horizons. I lost all human relations For the sake of a glance exchange with the immortal…

Poetry night

Only poetry.. Only you! Coming back from the garden of soulnaked form all desires and hopes.I have met my beloved.The royal falconsoaring high, exhilarating life,glimpse of his beauty,turned blur the world outside.My heart is pounding fastimmaculate love illuminating all.No word is left to be said.I am weeping. ♡♡♡♡♡ with no ending loveI just needed to…

Stranger, lover, my home

In a room full of light, shadow has no space to play a part. Walls seem falling out of their frames, inside seems widen an outside disappearing in landscape of time. Aching, breaking, flowing and falling into silence,  again deeper than ocean, longer than night.All suddenly becomes so close,  how could be more intimate with God?When all…

The road has been waiting …

If you open the windowI turn my heart into golden dustthe messenger wind blows itover each corner of your house;if you listen to wandering music of skystars freeing the songs of my loveand my trembling heart rides on wave of desiresto reach and touch the threads of fire behind your smile;like a shadow, like a…

Dark Lord, my groom 

What shines Is you Inside the Moon. What love Is you Inside my heart. Yes, yesI heard your silence I am you bride, Here, All I am transparent white Dark Ivory All yours. Yes, yes, My heart is full of moonlight Bon fire falls Over centuries of dark nights. Concluded thousand lives In one moment…

Today

I sink in the river of love, transformed in fluid joy. Rain is gratitude of my heart in repeated cycles of silence, touching the sky. The story of You and I, Our every touch, night and day,  Sings secretly  the humming bird of eternal desire to give and offer my womb, my heart Aroused in…