laughter

luminous dream

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I wish I could write like the poets
who immortalize moments forever
they pick up a pen
and the poem writes for itself

I wish I could dance like the dervishes
who ecstatically lose themselves
in the rhythm that empties them of themselves
whirling, they reach the skies and touch the deepest oceans

I wish I could show you what I see
in the tickling laughter of a little child
in the touch of a delicate spirit
in the wilderness of nature
and the holy flight of a bird

I wish I could fill your space with a sweet lullaby
drawn from the music of angels
blanket you in my arms
that you begin to feel the warmth of my burning heart
I wish I could give you what I need the most .. and more

h

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infinite

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I taste you
in breathing waters
hear you
in the laughing sky

flying
into the light
I take a dip
in eternity

each moment
pregnant with you
my feet
touch

only
to kiss
the holy ground

h

naked truth

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what a strange beauty there is
in learning from the opposites

I love freely
because I know how it feels
not to be loved

I appreciate little things
whole heartedly
because I know how it is
to be taken for granted

I try hard to understand
because I know how it feels
to be misunderstood

I am and I am not
yet I persist

I often smile at the sun
I seek light
because I have seen
the darkest of nights

I know what freedom is
because I had been tied down
for too long to a place
I didn’t belong

I long for my home
because I know how agonizing
that separation is

covered in thorns
I delight in soothing
someone’s pain
having drowned in tears
I delight in a smile on a face

yes, you can call me insane
because I know there is nothing
no nothing in staying sane

I know yet I remain a fool
hiding behind words
look how I spill
my heart out

how amazing it is, I wonder
to have learnt from contradictions

…..

photography by Nassima Rothacker : http://www.nassimarothacker.com

h

cherry blossoms

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two butterflies
translating wordless wonder
through vibrant wings of youth

seduced by fragrant company
swamped by ripples of laughter
they suckle on freedom’s joyous nectar

~ dedicated to the other butterfly – my best friend Elsa