Legacy of fantasy burns in my eyes
What was simple field and few trees
Now is magic land made alive
Power of imagination manifest
Monthly Archives: November 2014
Fog in night
Its dark fogy night
Burden crush me into ground
Fight in new and old battle
Its time for retreat into sleep
Until ever victorious army returns
New wave
On coast i stand
Seeing long horizon
Storm pased
New will come
Till then surf
New winds
New question
A touch
Eye contact
I’m afraid of history
We will dance
Fight for spark
Tomorrow
New dawn
Learning to dance
Dance of life isn’t about millions steps.
Its about first step that leads to million more. All starts with one step. You star whit one and flow to more and more…
Never stop dancing.
Three pelts
Beautiful and older
Your hair
Sometimes black
Like vast universe
Brown, soft and warm like
Forest of childhood
One day you
White like mountain snow
Sometimes
You color is soft yellow like sun in dawn
And few times dark
Like noble wood of far away lands
You are all
Three in one
Old loves
Love is fire it burns brightly while you give it fuel. and old love is like ember once it was great fire now whats left is little chunks pulsing for rest of your life and slowly fading till end.
Step
Land of life
Made with countless steps
Directions spread like tree
You walk to slow
Walk to fast
You walk
You move
Life in step
Numb
I smiled once
Then i cried
Anger grown
Now i see all feel all
And become numb
Lady in gold
Like forest under morning light
Color of your eyes
Softness of fetters
Under your fingers
Standing coast, trying to call you beyond sea
No respond
Flow of memory.
Your dance in dress, birth of goddess.