Ce tânăr sunt

Ce tânăr sunt. M-aş dărui cu-nfiorare oricărui zvon ce calea mi-o aţine; supus, în blânda vântului strânsoare, precum în parcuri plante suitoare, vrea doru-mi vrejurile să-şi anine. Şi-oricărei arme pieptu-mi dezgolesc, atât cât simt că pieptul se lărgeşte. Căci este timp de drum să mă gătesc, când din răcoarea-acestor maluri, ziua în ţări fără de…

When she came back

Silent breathsA final pass This central noteEchoes its last Your footsteps lingerThey lift the dust Your shadow fallsTime went too fast Memories, I keep playingI cling to the firesFate, let not her life leave meForever grasping, I will not tire From her I have comeAnd to her arms I shall return Let me not fail…

Distant memories (XII)

  About a year ago, I was in New York State and there was a large corn field behind my home. I was out in the garden, watching the deer eating the last of the vegetables when I heard the birds. Many came into the trees around my home but when I looked out over…

Pay attention

Pay attention, anticipate, notice the endless movement, the changing shapes, the light and dark. I am meditative. I cannot make the scene in front of me conform to how i think it should be, only find the good in how it is. Much like life. I let go, breathe, press the button. Less important than…