Pieta

τωρα που οι νυχτες μικραινουν και τα ονειρα παιζουν παιδικα παιγνιδια ας μιλησω για αγαπη εχω ενα σπιτι γεματο κομματακια αγαπης που ξεμεινανε απο τις θυελλες που σηκωσε η ελευθερια… η αγαπη ειναι ενα σκαλι ενα στολιδι ενας σταθμος ενα μονοπατι τιποτ αλλο… τωρα το ξερω και ειμαι απεναντι απο τον καθρεφτη θελει να με […]

flowing

drink Goddess divine nectar drink the Essence of love drink the Tears of remorse drink the rain in the desert drink the Blood of the innocent drink the Light of the dawn drink the ocean of compassIon sweet lady! you never get drunk in your divine BLISS

blizard

words holding universes thoughts feeding fragments of life stories longing and belonging serenity of landscape oh how great to walk next to you on the temple of Poseidon feeling your aura next to mine on the ancient marble white like the snow storms of our youth pure like our tears and everlasting like parallel universes

youth of the youthless

morning star in my eyes passing through endless doors iam new iam here and know nothing if i could ever open the gate to the divine i would be one and then silence and the formless effulgence of non local meta-reality thats all would you call that death by any chance?

in transit

every moment flying by my soul ends the journey there is no more tomorrow only a feeling of deep sleep seeming like a frantic day chasing after pleasure…

nothing else

loving you is a raindrop on a white chrysanthemum in October morning… loving you is a candle flame reflecting in a tea bowl… loving you is travelling light and so very far away…