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, October 26, 2013


This ship needs a safe haven
Before it sails the seven seas again
This soul needs resting
These eyes need to drown into deep clouds
To anchor the wandering mind
To save the thoughts from drowning.
This heart needs to live and breathe
It's not monotonous. It's compulsory.
Think heartbeat.
The simple rhythm in complex patterns
Giving life. Giving hope.
This ship needs a harbour and a quiet sea.
This soul needs that feeling
When you're safe, when you're free
When you know you've arrived home.

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