Archive for May, 2025

377. A man with a beard and a bird

A man with a beard and a bird

It is a mystery
That’s made of nothing
And yet it works

Looking with no eyes
You’ll find
It’s made of
Blocks of dreams
And colors
That are open
To no end.

376. On the river of me

On the river of me

The sun here and there,
The trees, the fields, the lakes,
Some grass, some earth,
A friend, a flower,
A cloud, a bird, a song
And the longing in my heart
As I float
On the river
Of me.

375. Bursting

Bursting

The heart is bursting
It wants to go up
The legs are pushing down
To make the body rise
But there is no ground
To push against
The ribs open up
And break
Shall I go up to the right?
Or left?
Or, maybe, just
Spread myself
Into the universe?

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