Gnostic cosmology

At its birth
descending into the sea of time and space
the soul goes through
the ladder of seven spheres

Reaching Earth - coarsened by planets' touch

On its pilgrimage back - it rises
using the same ladder
merging with the planets - one by one

Taking a sweat bath with Saturn
through the earthly vale of tears
and fire that divides what is best
within the spirit, mind and life
We start our journey

Jupiter takes us from there
promising good fortune and wealth
multiplying - he binds us to Maya
of three fighting birds - black and white and red one

Mars brings more fire and sword and shield
his fire hightened, his goal is clear
more transparent & subtle soul

Sun reaches us riding the green lion
appearing mighty, strong and free
he checks us for vanity and pride
offering peace between the birds

Satwa, tamas and rajas enter the balance

Venus gives us pleasure & unimaginable joy
she comes on the peacock tale - sensual, forgetful, selfish
but mind you - She is there to check our immodesty trace
cleansing us through the magic touch of beauty and love

In Mercury's embrasse we fall,
now pure and virginal
the matter solidified - no fire can destroy it
soul's phoenix rising from flames

Luna receives us as
immaculate, purple robed king
giving us the final sublimation
pelican, with her blood, brings her
dead young back to life

The soul now has the strength
to break the power of all its demons

It is fertilised with serpent
until the serpent has
swallowed
its-own tale

Free Will

First stage is the stage of the Father
- Law and fear of God
Second stage is that of the Son
- of the Church and of Faith in the World
Third stage is the one of the Holy Ghost
- of Freedom and Intuitive Knowledge

We live in the time when all the stages are known
and we have the freedom to chose

for Sinthayu

I stopped to ask you - your name
it wasn't written on your forehead
I stopped to enquire where you came from
even though I saw a tag on your bracelet
saying - Earth's womb
I was intreegued by your voice
and love that was pouring
from your eyes
I wanted you - before I knew you
we met in my dreams
many many years ago

Spiral

What happens to decissions
discoveries, pathways that
spiral through our lives

Where are they hidden?

Can we hit the centre
whirlepooling through the universe
using
the circle of emotions, of guesses,
of little or no knowledge
of someone's elses images seen on TV
of hands that make the same mistake
of the lunetics burning in rectifying fire
of love that knows no end
of a man that could not move
attached to a cock of power
mirracolously awakened, attuned,
shaken
leaving everything behind
screaming screams that can not
be heard - only sensed

Can the magic be a life style?
Maya can...

One in a billion

Thousands will come to your rescue
And you will search and merge and divide
until no more cells are left to multiply
until no more hope is left to rectify

Bugs feed by sucking fluids from
other beings - only few are harmful
Some species suck blood - only few kill
You will seak and learn
that you are not even one
in a billion

Religion

Poggi, I will bring the candles
the cob-web is only a century old
Poggi, into the world of shadows
I will give you my thoughts to light the space

Undo the done - redo the creator's will
I will know when you fail - I have already tasted that dish
I will give you my blessings
to bring to life the ones that have already tried

Poggi

I will look after you
until the Earth stop turning
until the Stars go back to their original place
until you've gone around 101 times
until you admit that winning is not a choice
that spitting at God is not a game
that you must obay
that you must accept
mortality of your own Race

an end

Your eyes were filled with silence
I took the bullet off your chest
the knife I lost within the daw
I did not know the winner

Truely I beseached you
hundreds of coins flew into the river
and I could not stop the sparks
from becoming ferries of your choice

I cleared the path from torns and branches
'it is cosy' you whispered
from a shade of a tree
the movement was lost within her palms

And I left you - grasping for air
covered in swet and sticky dust
to lead the way to haunted houses
whose deadly scweeks scare the craw

inside the sceleton

Inside the sceleton
he slowly moves
leaving a trace of an eagle
upon an empty sky
a trace of a snake
through the short grass
a trace of a cat's fur
on a new silver sofa
a trace of tears
that blurs your sight
a trace of a touch
that will be longed for
for centuries to come

I love you

I give respect to you - silent warrior
who fight for love with all his might
I give respect to your heart echos
your call is so very precious...

I burn with love
and yet I will not say it
- not yet - not yet -
I burn with love
and yet stay still
observing
- your breath
- your heart beat
- your moves
so that I can better know
the Being hidden behind the words
I burn with love
attentive - curious - to
where this game is taking me
dancing with the ruler - Shakti, Shiva, Krishna?
Love that is indefinite, flowing, abstract
is mine and your rule - of that I have no doubt
and is there for many...
but love
that is passionate, focused, demanding
that fulfills and shakes the mountains
is there for few
That love - I'll give you
when I know that your game is pure
Celebrating your uniqueness
respecting your might
I'll give myself to you
through starry nights
through waves
through stones
this strong - this hot - this wet
find me within yourself
tonight...

Amon-Ra

Amon-Ra sits alone within the Chaos
Creating all the other Gods by jerking off

Chaos stays
Unpossessed, Untouched, Unborn
Spontaneous, Not-caused-by-anything
Perching Itself on a sky-mountain

Its Abyss comes first, Its Mother - Gaia & the Titans - Its Carriers
born through Desire

Neither Being nor Non-being
Chaos loves Mist & Cloud, Principles of Disorder

Is she your mum?

She flirts with me all the time

with eyes that belong to an angel

I told her that her hands are beautiful

so she shows them to me graciously

every time she meets me

She points at me

showing me to her friends

and nods secretly confirming

answering the question - is she your mum?

And I asked about her

as soon as met her eyes

as soon as I fell in love

with her moments of joy

- you can not have her - the sister said

both her sister and her are positive.

Positive? I enquire, still not used to terminology

- yes, she said, HIV positive

Malta doesn't allow HIV adoptions...

like in Ethiopia

I've never seen so much poverty

so much elegance

so much beauty

such gracious walks

so many warm & responsive eyes

so many blind & deaf

so much dust

so many perfect hair-styles

such wonderful climate

so little bushes and trees

so many people walking

beside each other

hugging & holding hands

so many people dieing of AIDS

so many heads turning towards

the church - praying

whenever they pass one

so many perfectly white shirts

so few old people

so many people with crutches

so many hands greeting each other

such thin cats

and friendly babies

like in Ethiopia

Elsa

She dwells amongst other babies
as their guard, spirit & echo
mirroring energies that flow
her way
- shaking the earth
when she cries - screaming
with voices from Had
- spreading amazing peace
when asleep
A child from Hell
lost on her way to Heaven
A child of our
worst nightmares
A child whose pain we would
never be able to understand
A child in transition
passing through our worlds
reminding us of who we are
A child that embodies
every parent's single fear
and she is just three months old...
Her head is three times larger than normal
her limbs tiny, distorted & white
her skin stretched, her muscles weak

and perhaps is there

to protect some of the other little-ones

of evil eyes and human stupid thoughts

taking all of them on-to-herself

did you know?

when a particle and antiparticle touch
they both disappear in a burst
of gamma radiation
that generates huge amount of energy...

for Ethiopia

i went to the cradle of civilisation
to see the root of problems
of human selfishness and un-consciousness

i went to the bottom to understand the peak
facing death, starvation, disease
i was surrounded with kindness, love and peace

is this the rule?

Love-making

The intimacy of lovemaking goes far beyond the merge of the bodies, it goes far beyond sex. The sacred union is supreme - two souls merge in a dance of physical, mind and energy interaction, creating an ecstasy known only to the few...

Nishagandhi

A rock looms out of my gloom

a distant sound of AUM becomes

louder and louder

A plunging gorge opens as a pearl

- one step and we will reach eternity

in a second

Hold on the mighty one

hold on to your mother's skirt

You stumble accross planes

leaving a bloody trail behind you

Hold on the mighty one

and in time

before your death

you might discover

the cave

carved

from tears

by the holy men

from all over the world

night-after-night

day-after-day

in prayer

i asked somebody what to bring to the orphanage
in Africa
and the answer was - don't bring presents
you can not buy present for 150 children and
if you bring a present to one, the others will feel left out
so I went and bought presents for 150 children
even if they are not my ticket to heaven one day
they will become exploding drops of happiness

I will reach the bottom
of the sea
in search
of the most amazing pearl
I will reach the bottom
in an attempt
to discover you

I don't want to hurt you
I just want to touch your belly

Love is about readiness to share
Falling in love is about readiness to give

I feel my lips pulsating
with the rhythm of love
They are hot and soft and red
Sooo ready for your touch

For the seagull

Hundreds of birds flew away to make a space for a seagull – he returned from a country behind beyond, the golden guardian of birds that know no limits of time and speed and space.

He flew back from a journey you have heard of from your grand-grand-grand fathers – they narrated it as a fairytale – scared of a possibility of truthfulness of its reality – an impossible, tough and mysterious journey only reproached by a few who have the courage to enter the sacred door.

And he said: Jonathan, please re-create me again, let me go behind beyond every time a soul dares to imitate God and break the mortal edge of restrictions, boundaries, pre-programmed codes, prejudices and written and un-written laws of behaviour, of acting, of being. Let me bind my limbs with blind-fold of love, let me burn my skin disappearing in the light of inspiration, let me go through walls chanting mantras of compassion, let me laugh screaming-off the last remains of the air on earth, let me walk surrounded by the shine of the shiniest beings that have ever lived on this plane.
Re-create me Jonathan, I know you can!

Wu Wei

flow of Life governed by Tao

flow of change

spontaneous

natural

effortless

acting through non-action

connecting with Earth and Moon and Sun

through

Being

not inert or lazy or passive

but swimming swiftly

within the current

merging Life with Tao

quiet and watchful

not-interfering

receptive

alert

directly connected

acting without an action

trusting

detached

without desire

spontaneous

natural, and

effortless

Living

Awakening as a moment of now

Awakening as an experience

Awakening as a moment

that is the same - today, yesterday or tomorrow

Awakening of a Hinduist, of a Buddhist, of a Christian

of a believer or a nonbeliever

Awakening that lives within every single cell

Awakening within no qualities

as emptiness of Consciousness

as direct contact

with love and light and life

experienced

with every breath

Awekening as resting within true nature

as acting from the true nature

as Remembering

Awakening as opening

to the possibility of Now

where no time exist

i jumped into the centre
of the spiral
and in no time
i was on a roller-coster
experiencing the speed
faster than the light

past, present and future
mixed together
on the surface of the moon
and meduza's call

enchanted - i followed
and found myself
inside the centre of Being

will you join me?

And she said...

Dive into the centre of spiral,

expand beyond its edge becoming eternal

Dance with your lover

and dream your truth laughing in ecstasy

'For I am divided for love's sake, for the chance of union.'

'Invoke me under my stars! Love is the law, love under will.'

Arise, come forth, and live and

I will give you unimaginable joy...

harph's sounds followed me

Was it avalanche that stopped me or hurricane?
from reaching out for your hands
covering my soul with the golden dust

through the centre - into the earth
seeking all the grotesque forms
that mimic life from the shadows
of our fuzzed existence

rising up in worship of the One
bowing down in reverence

conquering sorrow
cleansing the path
through the gate
between the pillars

into the centre of the spiral
into the essence of the pentagram
into the light of rainbow
into the tear of the newborn
into the stem of the rose

and every time I wake up - i learn a bit more about love

100s of leaves covered the paths

leading to your heart

it is not who I am

but who I will become

transformed by love

that is between us

waking up - with the sun in my eyes

i breath-in-to-your-love

transforming

Awakening

I woke up with a thought - do you remember?

A feather on my lap and
a tickle at the bottom of the pond of memories
buried a sound of a deserted beach
I returned...

Opening my eyes once again, I whispered - is this a mistake?

An error on the page kept bouncing back
could not handle the failure of its own reflection
within the mirror of constant movement

I let them come-in and stayed puzzled with the noises - madness?

In an instant
100s of faces crammed within the same story
Move away - I shrugged them off
I need some air!

I looked around me and found nothing but zero-ness

Wall covered with golden leaves
stopped me on the way to Hell
I piled them off one by one
discovering layers of nothingness
filled with space and the sound of AUM

And I closed my eyes to disolve within the cure

I entered his meditation and
he entered the silence between my breaths
evoking, celebrating, living
love

Surplus of desire - covered my eyes
with the very fine dust
and destructed my vision
for a while...

Collection of love thoughts and love dreams for sale
Auction opens today
The fastest one wins!

Love-to-you-dear-stranger

yesterday i cought a glimpse of you

within a shadow

walking through the streets

of my mind

i turned a familiar corner and you reached for me

exposing me to

extra-ordinary

un-known

un-expected

you stayed inside the waves of my imagination

all day and I felt strongly

how easy it is to love your shadow

your carreses followed me

your kisses needed me

your love covered me

with the smell of the sea

with the shiver of just-to-meet-lovers

and you re-newed me

leaving me

burning

within a familiar flame

thank you...

Initiation time

And behind the curtain

It was surreal, strange and cunning

full of blood and action, underground screams

demanding attention,

demanding space

within the show of pappets on stage

And I saw them clearly

all gathered together

for a perfect set-up

Kali and Shakti, Gaia and Tara

de-sce-nded

to give us - mortals, followers, martins

Some...

Initiation time

Some...

Magic of forms and sounds

Some...

Whispers from within the earth

Some...

Intimate knowledge and

A possibility

To completly understand

Her Sacred Path

I was privileged to be there

We walked through the labyrinth
In search of the sacred stone within our hearts
Holding hands - we sang and celebrated Life
We descended deep into the Oracle hole
Humming Aum with digerie-doo
We got lost in each others’ eyes – many, many times
All of us – worshipers of Her Might
We entered Her channels
To learn & to experience to Be
All became One for a very brief moment
That will stay with us – for eternity
Of sacredness, of holiness, of bliss

in search for the highest

Magic world within imagination
catch me - descending

searching for the highest
you eventually bump into God

until then...
stay
the most perfect
the most understanding
the most unusual
the most loving
Self

Sacred stone

We entered Kordin 3 - a temple site closed for public
And I felt it from the very start of the journey
I felt the energy of the Holy of Holiest
I felt the spiral and the strongest point that leads deep into the earth
At the very crossing of the 2 paths
Stepping on it I felt peaceful and strong and I knew
That there was no Form
No Gods or Goddesses to be worshiped
Just simple purity
Just simple sacred stone

'My one true treasure is Thy blessed feet' Vivekananda

Shiva and Shakti dance
throughout the night


Slowly, slowly - entering the path
of bliss unknown to many
in the rytham of spiral so-ham-so, so-ham-so
to the centre of
annihilation
to the centre of
Life

Into the Universe and back

We marked a begining of an era - sault and water mixed in alchemy of our souls

Your ink on my shores brings to me the residues, the happenings, the unawaited
awakenings, salted sweetened minglings...

Your dreams entered mine unconsciously - leaving little trace within our Mayas but visiting the realities of the interior of the earth to uncover...

A part of Malta kissing meunknowinglywarm mouthfullysoul leaking out of
you....i smell your poems

And I feel yours...

Are they the odeur of lovemaking to freedom???

Or an orgasmic cry to Life and its Beauty that is experienced with every breath&touch&thought&cell within the body

it is true

It is now confirmed
I have no heart any longer
it jumped into your rib cage
when I was not looking
because it liked it more - in there

Another missed moment

The tree stood silent and barren
A man provoked me
I could not hear the sound of the rain
Was too obsessed with the notion of Self

11,000 year old wall painting found

Have you heard?:

French archaeologists have discovered an 11,000-year-old wall painting underground in northern Syria. Rectangles dominate the ancient painting, which formed part of an adobe circular wall of a large house with a wooden roof.

"This site is one of several Neolithic villages in modern day Syria and southern Turkey. They seem to have communicated with each other and had peaceful exchanges," Coqueugniot said.

Mustafa Ali, a leading Syrian artist, said similar geometric design to that in the Djade al-Mughara painting found its way into art throughout the Levant and Persia, and can even be seen in carpets and kilims (rugs).

We have been creating art for at least 11,000 years and we still believe that our era is the 'special' one...

when breathing disapears
and only sounds of Gods are heard
i'll give you my heart
completly...

Malta – St. Paul’s virtual 21st century abode

'After we had reached safety, we then learned that the island was called Malta. ' Apostle Paul

Since the time of the shipwreck of Apostle Paul to this little island, the islanders of Malta have faithfully abandoned, abused, abolished and abdicated the word ‘sex’ from their dinner table discussions, magazines, dictionaries, school syllabuses, official documents, papers, anything written or spoken – and the only place where the Unmentionable was still present was in the islanders’ minds and subconscious gibberish and swear-words that stayed inaccessible to the watchful eyes of Paul and Paul’s followers.

Nearly 2,000 years later, after Paul’s shipwreck, Malta is still the only place in Europe where divorce is NOT legal. At the time when European public has seen the legalisation of gay marriage and is listening to the innovative suggestion of Gabriele Pauli, a German MP, who proposes legalising an institution of ‘expire-able marriage’ that needs to be renewed every 7 years, Malta still does not allow divorce. No matter what is your free will, no matter what the circumstances are, no matter how much couples might hate each other, no matter what religion you are, if you are a Maltese and you are married, your marriage will be legally forced upon you.

Uncovering layer by layer of Maltese life-style, and legal frame-works, an observer would be further shocked to learn that in the 21st century, ‘sex’ still did not manage to win its rightful place within the archaic mind-set of the islanders in power. Pornography is illegal in Malta, and a photo of a mother breast-feeding posing for an advert still raises a lot of eye-brows, because exposing a tit to a public eye is unheard of on this beautiful rock. Sun-bathing topless is an illegal offence, and if a girl is caught without her swimming suit on, she can be put in prison. Nude bathing is a privilege of the few that have their own boats and that can hide from the eyes of many. Hence if anybody even tries to sun-bathe nude, finding an isolated place in the middle of nowhere, s/he will be haunted by old ladies that will promptly descend from heavens to remind one that our bodies are sinful and shameful and should not in any way be exposed – especially not in front of the children!

Six months ago the Maltese Church & a Government Organisation ran a marketing campaign (with huge bill-boards, adverts in the newspapers, and TV) that lasted 3-4 months in which they tried to convince the youth that the healthiest and the best way to live their lives is to stay VIRGINS until they get married. They dug out dubious statistics and had interviews with doctors, scientists, philosophers that claimed that the true happiness will follow only if one preserves his or her sexual organ until the big day of the marriage. And they were serious about it!

Malta, that entered EU 3 years ago, still has almost 30% of its primary schools run by priests and nuns that are sweet and devoted creatures that truly believe that anything connected to sexual organs must be the devil’s work and an unmentionable sin. 30% of the primary schools on this amazing island are still run on the principles that boys and girls should go into different schools and should not under any circumstances mix.

Even though Paul’s teachings have sensibly been exiled from most of the Europeans schools and homes, Malta still remained his 21st century abode - the fort of faith that disrespects & disregards sexuality in all its manifestations and forms. His words ‘The body is not to be used for sexual immorality…’ keep echoing through all the structures of Malta’s unshakable fortifications.

A present from my Knight

click on the link and visit me in Malta...
http://knightofthestorms.blogspot.com/2007/09/planet-nuit.html

Tantra

I gained
knowledge of the stars
climbing
504 steps towards the heavens
&
knowledge of Tantra
decending 504 steps
into the abyss

Can you do that too?

Rise and dive freely
following the flow
of Her secret fire
that sleeps hidden
within your spine

Learning the essence
of the 4th
Sacret Path
that is
shortest
driest &
the most dangerous
one

Dance with me...

by: Nouvelle Vague

'Dance With Me
Let's dance little stranger
Show me secret sins
Love can be like bondage

Seduce me once again
Burning like an angel
Who has heaven in reprieve
Burning like the voodoo man

With devils on his sleeve
Won't you dance with me
In my world of fantasy
Won't you dance with me
Ritual fertility

Like an apparition
You don't seem real at all
Like a premonition
Of curses on my soul
The way I want to love you
Well it could be against the law

I've seen you in a thousand minds
You've made the angels fall
Won't you dance with me
In my world of fantasy
Won't you dance with me
Ritual fertility

Come on little stranger
There's only one last dance
Soon the music's over
Let's give it one more chance
Won't you dance with me
In my world of fantasy
Won't you dance with me
Ritual fertility`

Take a chance with me
In my world of fantasy
Won't you dance with me
Ritual fertility

Adam - the child of God

My fascination stays fixed on this man

I call Adam

His colour is yellow - rarely found in Nature - because it is so precious

We see it everywhere,

but can not hold it,

or even dream to comprehend it

Like yellow of Gold,

Like yellow of Sun,

Like yellow of a Lion's stretched body

Adam does not like wearing shoes - his feet rebel - like his brain

that only can grasp open spaces

If he can, he dismantles every single screw on whatever-he-has-in-hands

to paint it or

fix it or

just for the sake of assembling it again - for the sake of the Game

Adam loves challenges that God gives him

he spites Him and eagerly awaits the next one and the next one and the next one

as a child exiled from Heaven that has sworn he has not gone mad!

Adam hates stillness even though he knows that it is only

IT that can give him peace

He observes

With painful precision

Every single moment that passes

Every single street that he walks through

Every single person that truly touches him

And he declares - it is here - in this illusion - I want to live - on planet Earth - nowhere else!

And yet I know, if he could, or if he would just know how

he would become a bird - an eagle

or live

as a Bedouin in a desert or

as a Fisherman in the middle of the sea

and would have never returned to this buzz of his mind

he is now so attracted to...

love is the rule - love under the control of will

every time I say no and you kiss me

we break some of the core of the soul's power

every time we let love rule us

we add to the subconscious make-up of this universe

that allows lies and betrayals and non-respect

for the sake of love that is free

for the sake of love that is based on

trutfulness, honesty and clarity

I am going to let you go & disapear from my life

Go, disapear, vanish!

Because Love is the Rule but only

Love under control of Will

every child counts and must be respected and defended

My beloved Dun George
Moves swiftly through the crowds
With a smile of the enlightened few
and says - every singe child, but every single one - counts...

While we all strugle with our little unimportant Self-s
He runs mind-boggling number of projects

Thousands are fed and educated in his 160 homes
In Brazil, in Kenya and in Ethiopia

With sparkling eyes, he goes around saying:
-Nobody’s child but everybody’s children-
and taps my hand gently
bringing the air of inspiration and love

Thousands helped by this gentle-man...

Written in his diary while he was in Ethiopia:
I met a sad young boy, next to a grave, and when I asked him who lays there he answered: 'Baba a che nindo oko kacha': My father slept here, but he never woke up again!
http://maltamissionarymovement.com/

Secret

I am not quite sure but

there is a Word I am searching for today

a word of sorrow or a word of joy

a word of love or a word of hate

I know it is there - I saw its tale and horns and marrow

I hear it knocking - passing the sound

of Enlightenment?

of Life?

of Hope?

of Moksha - not Mukti!

of Nivana's glow?

of 1000s of Lung Ta flying in the air?

of mantras and yantras repeated for eons by many monks?

of the Divine Head and Her five nectars

of awakening of Sushumna Nadi

through Purification & Ecstasy

to Unity of Shiva and Shakti

with Cosmic Consciousness

I have respect

I have respect for you - Goddess of Life

I have respect for you - God of Infinity

I have respect for you and your 22 years of marriage

18 years of faithfulness & 7 years of Bramacharia

I have respect for you - the Child of Illusions

We will pick-up the treads of this cloth tomorrow

Today, we will collect the thoughts and flush them into

the loo of the Universe

Where the beginnings are unknown

But we can be certain of the ends

My Alpha Man

My Alpha Man is a hero found in fantasy books
He is the leader of a werewolf pack
A vampire
A God forsaken Knight

He has big shoulders and two dimples on his back

He is strong and dominant
Pacing up and down like a lion awaiting his pray
He is a warrior
A chief

On earth

Long-awaited-materialised Myth

That sails through the battle-field of life
Smoothly
Wearing passion and love as his stride,
With his jaws firmly set
To take care
To protect and

Nurture

Treating children gently
And having as his strongest fetish

A fetish of a woman’s foot

Melting with every breath I take
feeling soooo indefinitely soft & tender & ripe
so completely embraced within the cloud of love
needing no help
with
ultimate
surrender
of I
&
body
&
form
suffocating
willingly
within Her Majesty Warmth

it is in you

It is the same drive
That gives both of us happiness
In this world of constant searches and nowhere to find drills
It is in pituitary, and hypothalamus
It is in progesterone, and testosterone
It is in your and mine brain
That are wired so differently &
Are in sync so beautifully
It is within the desert sand & stormy waters
It is in the depth of the blue
It is in the depth of you

It is in the depth of falling

And getting caught

At the very last moment

walking the edge

can you see me walking the edge

within your map of thoughts, streets, cities

can you help me discover the passageway

within the hypgeum dug by ants living under our houses

can you give me an access to the body of knowledge

unknown to human-kind since the beginning of time

can you lead me into the worlds

of touching the fire with bare-hands

I see you know it - can you lead me?

Fire Dragon

I have seen the Ocean open
when you raised the stick

I have seen the Mountains move
when you looked up
& whispered - move

I have seen miracles
waiting to happen
hidden
in her contagious laughter
& I saw you lift her vale of secrets
to deliver
a thought
of deep blue waters
of silence that is only found
in the noises of nature
of shaking earth
that was touched
by the breath of
fire dragon
in love

Truth

I had a thought
that ended-up in your coffee

I had a feeling
that cut deep into my skin

I had a word
that could have changed the world

I had everything mapped
and I lost it in a few seconds
of Truth

There is only one thing I like more than
Your male sun-burnt body that smells of Africa and tiger’s skin
Freely holding your hand in the middle of the crowds
Shouting your name loud and clear so everybody can hear it

There is only one thing I like more than
The way you walk the edge, following the velvet of Her skirt
Daring to say and live the truth openly respecting an eagle within
Without abandoning the long-term nest

There is only one thing I like more than
The sound of the sea that safely sleeps within your head
Fighting for love, knowing that love is not a cake that
Can not be cut and shared and baked over and over again

There is only one thing I like more than
The warmth of the centre of your palm that shreds tears of love
Your desire to be naked wherever and whenever you can
That is now hidden underneath all that useless clothes

my never-to-be-man

he might not be the one

but his skin and his hands and his neck

smelled sooo good

like the smell of a crimson sunset on a cloudy day

like the dark blue shadow that set under the chin

of an eighteen-year-old-in-love

he might not be the one

but he crawled under my skin

sooo quickly

like a dream that touched the brain cells

leaving a memory of never-to-forget-an-experience

but staying forgotten for an awakened eye

he might not be the one

but i felt secure and warm and sooo right

in his arms

like a baby cuddled between the

silky virginal cloth

smelling the milk of her mother's bosoms

and he:

disappeared with the Maltese breeze

as quickly as the weather changed

within this little island

was gone with the sand on my foot

left behind

yesterday on the beach

faded with the jelly-fish sting

'cause I treated it rightly

so a scare does not mark my skin

left my heart trembling

feeling sooo tender and sooo new

and sooo alive