The birth of a poem...

The essence of very tiny detail, like a carefully placed comma, or an invisible sigh of admiration, distilled into dewdrops sliding over the long green leaves that protect tulips from overexposure, redeeming the beautiful bold color and adding a dimension of its own.

Then letting it go into thin air, like a weightless particle,arriving in far-away places, like a carefully thought-out idea, a blissful singular event, a flash of infinitesimal brightness, arriving at noon, completely negating shadows and at the same time completely absolving them.

The reign of calm arrived with these words and it is here to stay...



Saturday, February 6, 2010

A happy moment in the rain

I close my eyes. I forget.
Raindrops wash me away into oblivion.
I take a deep breath and exhale all regrets.
Ready for the blessing, for the liberating rain…
And there it goes again..beautiful clouds
Cool drops sparkling in the air..
Are they falling down or am I flying
to meet them there
in the reign of clouds
Where everything is so simple, so beautiful
So silent, so potent, so easy to take..
I take it all in..
Eyes closed..against the world..
With the rain, to take away the pain
the needless needles piercing me for days
On end..it’s over, it’s over and it’s gone..
And I will dance again
I will dream of the stars again
I will fly, I will laugh, I will cry
Across the dimensions
Across the milky way…

In another world
Where you run your fingers
through my wet hair
where you take me in your arms
and we laugh over the pouring rain
whirling together
choosing every step
to coincide with the puddles on the street
when our eyes meet..
And this rainy moment creates a memory
for me to cherish, for you to keep.

Then I open my eyes and I remember..
Luckily the rain won’t give me away.