abyss of shadows

My bird keeps flying directly towards my cat
she comes to me only when the cat is in my lap
she lands exactly where the cat sleeps
she exits her nest only when she hears the cat purring

and yesterday I saved her from the cat's jaws - will she learn?

or will she stay flying towards the deadly embrace
over-and-over-again
choosing a completely un-fair fight over her deepest fears

or will she burn sacrificing her fragile body
within the same attraction
a butterfly suicidally enters a flame

or will she learn
to live
with her hypnotic fascination
in the same way
we - mortals - can learn
to live
with our fascination
with light
keeping our journey
towards the death
long and intense
walking the edge
but not falling
into the abyss of its shadows

Halloween

Time to get spooked

Time to get in to the world of shadows

and smiles that are not ours

Time to discover the deepest secret

Covering the surface of the sea

Time to enter blue - dark, dark blue

Golden dust

Within the darkness
every place is just
a playground
of images

Let me fire your imagination

I know you enjoy the golden dust

Within the darkness
everything is possible
that is why we get stuck and
the light becomes so blinding

Let me give you hope
that will keep you going
life-after-life-after-life

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!!

Choice

His soul was trying to escape
From abandonment, responsibility, disappointment
That were with him from the moment of his birth
It screamed asking for a hand that will pull him of his ditch
I kneeled and reached for the fingers
All he needed was to stretch
But he didn’t…
His eyes were full of mud to see
His ears were blocked with tears
He stayed alone
Suffocated within his pain