Box

I saw you
Aimlessly and endlessly
Circling

Not figuring it out
Not figuring it out
Not figuring it out

Like a lion in a cage - for 20 years
Like a lost piece of paper - very important
on the bottom of an old bag
Like a touch of an old woman - asking for support
And remembrance of some warm moments
in the cob-web of her past
Like his hand reaching for hers
and receiving just a cold stare

Like catching up
Like trying to catch up
Like giving up

On holiday - not finding anybody home
At work - not seeing anybodies face
Sitting on a chair that becomes
more and more expensive
every year
until no more diamonds are left unused

Do you believe in diamonds - he asked?
Do you believe in the way they reflect the light?
Do you believe in their shine?

I noticed the blue around his hair
It was an angel touching his soul

He put everything he had -
Every single thing that mattered
In a box

The box was screaming

Waiting for a day it will be opened
To uncover
Secrets
Of life that was not to be
Because of fear

izbor

Nosimo kopce na dusi
i sve malo
ne vidimo
kada se jedna od njih
otkopca
i pusti vetar
u centar nasih bica

Pustamo se trenutku
da mozda on zadovolji
san o sreci
koji plese u krug
u nasim glavama

Imamo samo jednu sansu
ali se ona srecom
uvek iznova
ponavlja
dopustajuci
alternativnim realnostima
da se materijalizuju

Unity

What are we seaking to nourish?
Who is the One we want to protect?
Where is the Soul that we listen to?

Established in our search the answers come easily
They are hidden within the shades
Of every single tree

Grace to mind's quest
Clarity to heart's one
Together in Unity
You Can listen to your heart
And yet stay the master of your Fate

Radost postojanja

Radost postojanja
Dotakla sam svoje telo
I nisam nista drugo mogla osetiti
Do svetlosti - svete svetlosti

Ecstasy

. . . You do not need to leave the room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait. Do not even wait, be quite still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet. (Kafka: The Great Wall of China: Stories and Reflections)

night noise

Past displayed - words lost
just a tear
swept under the carpet

Yesterday that becomes tomorrow
leaving burried
shinning stars

Night of Iguana

Night of Iguana
pours down through our windows
Time passes
without touching us

Will we be able to see his secrets
or will we dive
into another oblivion
within the well of our lonliness?

Icarus

It was
a long
long
fall

And yet
He made it
He saw the Queen
She was beautiful
She was serene
In-describable

Icarus, my son, he said
Keep at a moderate height,
If you fly too low - the damp will clog your wings,
If your flight is too high - the heat will melt them

And yet, did he know, wondered the youth falling
Did he know what hides above
Above the clouds, the light and heat– did he know?

As he neared the ocean,
He smiled and whispered
Dad don’t cry, if given this chance again
I would not - for anything in the world - have missed it!

Promise

I cougth an angel
in between two heart beats
hiding
and to let her go - she promised
she will come into your dreams
tonight

yin and yang

A sigh of weeping willow landed onto my palm today
It got lost
On its journey from one dimension to the next
Searching for happiness

A message from a friend

Please don’t be sad.

Sorry if I am a pain. I can’t help it as I was dropped on my head when I was a baby. Then I was abandoned in a dark forest by my wicked step mother and left to live with the wolves. Then I was turned into stone for a few years by an errant Medusa. Then I nearly got put in an oven by a wicked witch who fattened me up with sweetbreads. Then I got put in a dungeon with an iron mask for 25 years until my beard was as long as my arms.

But..then I met you and became happy!

So if you are unhappy, then all these bad memories come back! So please SMILE!!

Plato's cave

In Plato's cave, prisoners are chained in a cave facing a wall, unable to turn their heads. Imagine, walking down a long dark cave that is turned into prison. And imagine at the end of it, you come across a wall in front of which on a stone bench sit people chained to each other and chained to the bench and they sit there living their lives day after day not being able to recognise that they are prisoners. Behind them burns a fire and puppeteers hold the puppets that cast shadows on the wall of the cave. The prisoners look at the shadows, observe their movements, believing that what they see is real. That is the only reality that exists for them - they believe in it full-heartedly.

And after you have imagined all of this ask yourself: How much time in our lives we spend really feeling, seeing, hearing, tasting - really living, and how much do we spend observing the movements of the shadows on the wall in front of us? How many hours of the day we spend passively chained to the chairs of our choosing and how many we spend running in the woods?

Shining love

Today I pray
May I be Shining Love to all I meet today
May I be Consciousness and Light with every breath I take
May I carry within my actions Your Wisdom and Your Joy and
May I have courage and trust to take on all Your Paths
May I live my highest Self, even within the shadows of my lower one
May I be buried within Your Grace and
May all else melt away