the sun shining shiny over my head draws History on my naked skin and clouds pass by to tell my heart I need to walk and work on this part. we met there where time appears and places change in shape – they last nothing. we grew there where we …
we were sitting in the square, under the circle of a golden street light, singing a song to let our shadows dance in delight then a thunder broke into the sky and the sky cracked and a huge crowd of dropping drops dropped down and we started walking into the town …
It is now completed! The series of world poetry pieces around rainbows, titled “arc-en-ciel”, can be read following the related tag or choosing a favourite colour right away: red – RED orange – ARANCIO yellow – JAUNE green – GRÜN blue – AZUL indigo – OLTREMARE violet – VIOLET I …
I wished I could tell all the truth and so I did and my wish came true. I wished I could be seen and see and so I saw but I did not find me until I saw such a beauty around me! Then I wished I couldn’t be hurt …
how many hands can a heart have? how many breathes can a life sustain? how much sand there is at the bottom down of the sea and how many bees around a Christmas tree? are my chains still on? are your freedoms free kingdoms already? Let the answers be found …
there are the fruits, ready and waiting for a bite or for a new good night and there is the sky so far that it seems a lie and here we are, too. beyond a kiss we discover that our Love has become true.
to take care, to be there. to sing my song in silence, to heal the violence, to be wrong, to grow stronger together. I will bring my heart a step further and open up to the great encounter. goodbye my fellow! not as cut flowers behind …
Summer begins with a great happy ending and the Spring, it springs out of my memory as I look at the skyes ready to bow again to the ground to get back to the roots of life, our family, One soul.
It was like velvet air on a late spring evening or a refreshing shadow of rain to enter the morning unnoticed. It was a feeling like joy but more and more free, something like the wind in a tree when it plays its melodies or a drop falling down excavating …
