.

.

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

You used to have Sunflowers here

The vase isn't there anymore. You've been careless with it long enough.
What now remains is that circular mark on the corner of the table, that tiny roundness of the proof of time, the speck of the table which still has the old color, because the dirt couldn't get underneath the vase. You can't keep flowers anymore, you can only remember how the wood looked when it was new.

Friday, April 21, 2017

Gravity of Love

I marveled and I wondered why
Earth walks with Sun through endless sky,
And waves of seas comes back to beach
Forever for the sands to reach.

I awed to see the metal’s charm
To hold a magnet in her arms
It surprised me to hear the song
Which wind and rain sang along.

Why light embraced dark in twilight
Why coyote called to moon at night
What made the prince and princess meet
I confess I knew nothing of it.

And then I looked into your eyes
And a wave of feeling, warmth, surprise
Filled my heart and held me tight
And made my flame of soul ignite
It’s a missing jigsaw of me found
That made me look and look abound
And i knew what kept them together from fall
‘Cause Of Gravity of Love now I know all.

Tuesday, April 18, 2017