now

karaoke of needs

a new voice

pitchy pinch

- roll over!

out of lines

unknown

swimming at nights

at moon time

reaching to stars

trajectory of

milky way

 sounds,

  textures,

   dimensions

upgrade.

a conflict

through density

fir cones burning

air dense with

whimsical silhouettes

love, light

stretching the

body parts at

the world destinations

carry on lifetime

through multi-dimensions

spontaneous

growth

from the place

of heart

possible

Dove 

by Merlin's touch

a dove -alive

in know way

his mourning call

is carried above

erected shrine

a dome-shaped stupa

hope & ashes

the bygone days

a spiral time

stirs age of hush

and - sounds of the bell

who hears a song - 

nice tip of the hat 

to the New Year.

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a vagrancy of soul

I want to rebirth once more

accepting the missed chance,

changing my choices, clothes,

forbidden stance.

Risking @ suspicious adventures, 

put the shoulder to the wheel,

leaving a habitual hearthstone

for wild, strange & dangerous deal.

And if I survive that challenge -

to write a wayfaring book on

an experience of not pretending,

the joy of soul-vagabond.

the world you are

skills scaled in the sky

worthy to hang

on rusty twig 

nothing

to grow but

by intent of 

art, 

experience of beauty

curiosity drives

walking alone

in the forest

seclusion prevails

expected power

no consolation

double sworded

a heart bleed…

memories of love

as single sparks

drifting in a 

water of sorrow

a new love 

knocking

in a hollow house

the good vibes

tied by green promises

no expectations

 the shell grows

small to express

the longing to

own the world

you are

overwhelmed

overwhelmed thoughts 

falling apart 

we’re walking 

thru debris and tears

on the stilts

making our way

needles and pins

blindfolded

within our beliefs

moon crowning

having our back

whispering:

never enough...