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...



Monday, January 16, 2017

Beyond the Stars

There's a place beyond the stars
Where dreams pause to take their breath
Before they return as the night throws its veil
And the dream ships set sail
And all the starry desires sparkle up
A quiet fire..

There's time beyond the stars
Immeasurable, unstoppable, irreversible
And all clocks are just pebbles snatched from rocks
Of the hard essence of time. Between dream and wake
Before the whole world becomes just a grain of sand
Something else, somewhere else, in another dimension of time.
A quiet moment.

And that's where words fade.
That's the end of all meanings and beginnings of the new
Dreams reloaded, stars keeping it true..
And before you go to sleep..
Please take a moment to think...
And keep that fire burning
Until the quiet moment beyond the stars comes

Until I return.

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