Inner me

Inner me was a child
Some time, long ago time past.
Abandoned, forgotten,
It gets bored.

Face the Embellishment of the World

TO face the embellishment of the world,
Look up into clear nocturnal skies;
Let your mind dive in the tender glimmer:
Forget the day. Forget the earth... More→

After the Rain

ROSES may come to differ,
This, at some times, they do
And unveil a true interest:
The beyonds latest hue... More→

Eagle Breath of Heaven

THE eagle takes heaven full-breath.
A conqueror, below,
State within bracelets mundane,
Is at the gate for all... More→

Highways of the Skies

GREAT pace of horses wild
A wind runs past a mountain peak;
The bop trades, indeliberate
Of the speed at full swing... More→