We are the Black Swans turning pale We are the Resurrection of the Frail We are the Universe of fairy dreams We are the Gold Spirit of honey bees We are the Innocent Fools and more We are ALL parts…
We are the Black Swans turning pale We are the Resurrection of the Frail We are the Universe of fairy dreams We are the Gold Spirit of honey bees We are the Innocent Fools and more We are ALL parts…
"I" is ALL we are before we die... ...between soil and sky... "I" - soul with a sigh... "I" & the Lord have a bond to heal in a fond embrace of death…
J aded hope-filled cosmic flood. E yes, glued to eternity, S ee but rubin sea of blood. U ndried tears of light: a mild S ong of Love planted in me... J oyfully…
I wanted to be loved I wished to belong to your light, Beloved... --- We have a bond. Divine and worldly don't get along. Holy man, heal me! --- We have a bond! Soulbrother, Soullove sunshine among people in sorrow:…
- The mineral springs are dry. The gold mines are exhausted; the roof/ribs collapse one after another. What once was enriching, is now impoverished - - Our open grave is a wound in the Earth -- to be buries is…
A dream hibernates in the ice-glow of tv screens. The night puts on its iron gloves. The ticket controller's stubborn profile is tattoed onto the streetcar's window. The debris of windy fall fields assemble like beggars at public washrooms, the…
In the misery-chasm of the mind, a snowmist blossom is a charity-blessing. I see my future; obese church-beggar, knotted hair fallen into blind courtyards. Tampons, dressings bathe bloody scalpels, a dog suckles two white lambs; a shrill reality in…
The dream is a death. Shameful. Somebody (SOMEBODY!) in whose hand the lock flies open --- the bellowing darkness breaks out. THE KEY THAT OPENS THE SECRET IS THE SAME THAT LOCKS IT. THE SAME MOUTH BREATHES COLD AND WARM…
Quand douleur chant dans l'arbre du cœur Et la solitude sourit en chatoyant comme un larme Ma passion: me taire jusqu'à l'adieu s'éteint sans les pétales du feu Tous les chemins enneigés mènenet à la ville du rêve…
Birds angels of mirth swans or eagles doves or seagulls symbols of soulbirth in INFINITY…