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‘Storm’

Storm

When a thunder broke the sunny day in half,

I was dreaming with my eyes fixed on the empty sky.

Oh, was it empty when I’ve fallen asleep,

Now dark carpet covered it.

The anxiety came with the colour of deep blue,

My dreams clouded with nightmarish glow,

The depth of the soul uncovered sharply,

Found myself begging for mercy of the black king

‘Oh Lord, bring back the sweetness of a thought!’

My dream – a nightmare,

Emptiness filled with pain

Of a heart longing for answers,

For questions not to remain.

Suddenly the wind blew taking a page away.

The page of the book of life danced its way to the grave.

In the muddy puddle the words were lost,

Never to be rediscovered,

Never to be written again.

‘Oh, dear Lord, is that what I was heading for?’

Still no secrets uncovered,

I’m standing in the middle of a storm.

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‘In Search For More’

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Leaving the world with a smile on his face

Flew the spirit on the chilly winter’s embrace

‘Goodbye my tricky life

Go on with your unexpected dive

The space is waiting with its mysteries

So many roads to choose with no limits’

He knew the sweetness of blossoming trees,

The kisses of love, the pleasure he would miss

But the joys of the Earth were not enough

He wanted so much more to discover on his path

What he did – a lunacy, that’s what they called it

A mourning crowd was an illusion in not that little bit

The emptiness he did not feel anymore

When he realised he had it all in his hands, his proper lore

He left his cat, the rain and depressing fall

And then he announced, ‘’tis my final call’

‘Not a Person Any More’

The essence

core society

Far beyond the gestures

Feeling

Feeling more

Being

Being more

The body traps

Wanting to breathe again

Breathe

Not just inhaling and exhaling

The core

The heart

They struggle

Wanting to be free

I am not a person any more

Raging against myself

I am the soul

‘Hospital wards’

Hospital

In hospital wards

Between white walls

Among silent moanings

And loud cries

In the silence

That caresses those lost

In hope

Which kisses the retrieved

So many souls wander

Searching

Asking

Floating in the tense air

I’m walking too

My ghostly steps sound like knocking

On heaven’s door

But some fall…

‘Harmony’

Harmony

Just like Buddhists singing mantra

Just like flowers blossoming in spring

I’m looking for my harmony

Just like jazz singer in a niche club

Just like dancing rumba near the sea

I’ve found my perfect harmony

With a yoga practice in the early morning

With all worries forgotten and left behind

My harmony was finally found

With nothing that can break it

With my mind peaceful and my soul free

I fly away in my lovely harmony

Buddha, Kamakura, Japan