Intersections

		Crossed the bridge, manifested life, simply live as serve, into moment dive, under arches, through the intersections, between lines and shapes, between lives with shadows, where the goal - survive and no direction.   If the pitch I take resonate with you - I've fulfilled my fate, I'm on 'feel right' cue... why then foolish heart, bathed in the love, longing for some more, wants to work so hard...   restless, it's ascending high as if having power-wing to soar to observe the path, rapidly return, touch the ground like for vital score; notice in a crowd one more troubled face, lend a hand, hear the whisper: 'keep the faith intent'.

Wide, wider, the widest...

The universe is wider than our views of it.

H.D.Thoreau 

 

		the path runs along the trees, around the pond, I've found myself at the same place with sign "Start"... the same people surrounded me, traveling from point A to B, seemingly have not recognized yet the deja vu where they flee. I anticipate my new path, but for now - how to bypass perpetual circle, where all passers-by believe they drive velocity vehicle. I stop. Look around. Look up high. There are something a crow's trying to tell me loud, almost tore up the throat, its hoarse voice performs grand plie in my stomach... I'm on the way to see a nurse to appease my endless worry, so if you're annoyed by moaning voice, please, forgive me, I am sorry.

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Surprise

 

		I wanna to stretch a horizon and go behind my borders to search for answers, reflected the views of my near future, captured by surprise with simple question: are you still desire to be happy? really happy? - without doubt - I will unbottle the feelings, and only then - act.

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Mask

		...on the wall I see more than one mask, which one you'll wear for following task? living as playing, climbing from one stage to other, - no rage, just curiosity sphere, the challenge to take the heights, like in sport: winner receives reward - comprehensive spot in records of art - velocity era. When done with the task - you hang back the mask, and ask the heaven on ascended level for newest challenge, that fits you the best. Ah, this short moment I'd like to chase to meet with no mask, your only face...

Imprint

The roses are wilted, the hips are bended to touch the ground with heedless tongue of so dry petals too soon forgotten behind life bustle to better times. Their thorns got dulled, the beauty no longer attracts buzzing bugs with mystic odor, just grace and wisdom, imprinted as witness, another live flow in labyrinth of throbs.

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The Energy

		The Energy I feel calls to close presence awareness, throws icicles, braking walls between body-soul, thawed earth breathes easy; as well as we drink a broth for weakened body, - match your energy with awakened Earth.

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Buds for Bugs

		Before they bloom the flowers learn fast how better to open the hidden beauty inside of the buds, meant to be chosen by bugs, buzzing in a line to enjoy the juices of the best one. Which will open the first?

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Simple things

 

		In the face of time coming I'd love to build the nest like birds could do: straw by straw; hold the hands with the bright summer days, feel at ease; fill my lungs with an air, see how heart's prospered with a breeze.

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The curve

		I've entered my dream through rear door... why? - no one cared, faces - bored,   just stiffened napes cried silently for help, forgotten how long it takes to learn to dwell...   I was expected carry on the burden, duty, be attuned to extravagance of changing moon...   I've caught the rocking sound soon, arisen from the source - so pure, the energy of sacred heart uplifted, warmed me up and cured.   I felt relaxing into awkward view, this whimsy entrance did not seem more new, it's been the curve on my pathway, the gift, received as well as served.

Two souls

My translation of lyrics for a song "Two souls" . Music - N. Topchiy, Lirycs - E. Pilipyuk
Singers: A. Malinin, E. Vaenga.

		Two souls, walking through the heavens, talked in the silence heart to heart about land they have remembered, and great experience impact. About land they have remembered, and great experience impact. Two souls... Two souls away from sinful Earth led slow thoughtful conversation - how looked for one another and got lost in crowd, swept thin trail of sorrow and temptation. Swept thin trail of sorrow and temptation. Two souls... Two souls embraced under the star, recalled their special hour of fate, the hour, when darkness had been gone, soul've found the path to soul mate. The hour, when darkness had been gone, soul've found the path to soul mate. Two souls... Two souls, walking through the heavens, talked in the silence heart to heart about land they have remembered, and great experience impact. About land they have remembered, and great experience impact.

Consolation

 

		If a consolation could be the only thing that I need, I would not think about the seven wonders to meet, I would not try to reinvent a wheel or the home, find a passage in a parallel world, or communication form... I would sit or lay on the bay, accompanied by the seagull play, and composing poems on one sigh - weightless as a slight breeze, bright as a kiss of an innocent child.

Point of view

		I saw little boy, walked under the table at Starbucks coffee in big little world, observing the people, placing the labels, measuring steps between 'yes' and 'no'.   He trusted the senses, simplicity wisdom, although separated the crowd and the joy, chased the ideas despite the hardship, challenged adults to take leap with, oh boy.   We all grown-up often build expectations, forgotten to check the vision of kids... adults, stop! from coffee, cocktails take brake, be aware: your own caretaker walks under the table, reaching the top.

Dance with me

		Dance with me in my wacky dream on the darker side of the Libra Moon, this vacation spin - upside down ride downward to ground to release the sin   with my heart desire in a spiral move I speed up, excited in a circles of concentrated thought, focused will escort, gliding to the roots, to core of my essence door...

Promenade

		I turned light off, closed my eyes, gave the thought a time to relax, don't feel regret, agree with myself, what else I could get behind my cell. The time 'to throw the stones' has run, before I know, my friend, I'll be gone. So, walk in my garden with no doubt. The better collection yet hidden in heart...

The Wave

 

For long time observing the shore I can say: I saw them all, these waves in color relay, life reviving, rewiring my brain, eager again to hear and answer the dissonant chord so long time ago I've tried to resolve.   Here's the wave as ease as I breathe, touching the fiber of my very crease, rolling wave from apathy to satiety, captures all ins and outs, without permit and brakes for reflection, swiftly applying heady sedation, doesn't fit in today beat, but appears to be it.