some time just want to be old and to know all that is there
in this silence of unquestionable future where words doesn't need to spread much further
like trees that knowing the fall will come
preparing for the lost of their leaves again.
delicate skin exposed to the sunlight,to the rains ,to all that wish to see or touch.
with the strength of spring wisdom,
every vain of the roots is perfectly blend in the familiar soil.
in this unchanging home,with no replace for this ground,
i hear... read more

today it is finish,a new year is coming on us,
my red moon year was so powerfull
im giving thanks for all the spirits she brought with her.
it seems like going throgh a big storm,and geting socket
from the rain,and in the same time growing so much like aflower thet have a strong seed in the ground and blooming and his roots are geting stronger,
the endless magical wisdome of neture touching all the leaves,and with the stormes and wind we shell spred our seeds,far across all oceans,a part... read more

On Beauty
And a poet said, "Speak to us of Beauty."

Where shall you seek beauty, and how shall you find her unless she herself be your way and your guide?

And how shall you speak of her except she be the weaver of your speech?

The aggrieved and the injured say, "Beauty is kind and gentle.

Like a young mother half-shy of her own glory she walks among us."

And the passionate say, "Nay, beauty is a thing of might and dread.

Like the tempest she shakes the earth beneath u... read more

first days in a new realty
new and yet so old
im still a forner ,stranger in my home,
home, but my heart is still so far
seams like forever ive been serching,diggin in this ground
and now it is so deep,and still ther is no one here
nothing realy calling me to stey
i shold go again to the andless sunset
to all of the unfinish treils
and im still sweaming in all oceans,still dreaming you sleeping in my armes
when morning bells making the sound of the angels
when the orange color o... read more

not christian or jew or muslim,not hindu
buddhist,sufi or zen
not any religion or cultural system,
i am not from the east or the west,not out of the ocean
or up
from the ground,not natural or ethereal,not composed of elements at all.i do not exist,
am not an entity in this world or next
did not descend from adam&eve or any origin story.my place is the
placeless
a trace of the traceless,neither body or soul.
i belong to the beloved
have seen the two
worlds as one
and that one ca... read more