At this still point on earth,
Everything unfolds
Between light and dark.

the little pieces by the hallway
Are the repeated call
Over the selection of songs
In one album
Called “ Spirit ”.

Inside heads and hearts
Change swims in a shape
Of drops
Touch the depth of existence
In all living souls.

The red Earth
Is on a rise
To meet sky,
the sacred horizons
the house of Heaven’s rainbows.

Pillars of faith
grows outside
the myth’s green leafs
away from forgotten
gray stones of memories
To greet the arrival
Of children of light
One by one
on the new free planet
of Red Earth.

I am here,
Inside the streams
Splashing words
With my paddling boat
Water listens deeply
To my silent pray for clarity
And smile at my try,
Desire to be one of the brightest drop
inside the streams of love.

My mortality will end soon,
all drops must disappear
in the fluid water
flow unconditional
in streams, rivers, oceans
or falling rains.

Forests are deep,
Solid wood smells ancient ,
Joy climbs on the roots
Of silence
and peel my own image,
Inside all seeds
the reflection
Wait to be released ,
End of all seperations.

The unmoved part of my heart
Can’t wait to be touched
Deeper
by the softness or
the hard nails
of destiny’s fingers .
I know,
Change
is the answer to my calling.

Ah, how many more poems are waiting
In this still earth
Inside my heart
To be known,
to be said,
through soundless words
to love and to be known
with love.

Freedom is
The mystery of water
A gift of divine
To all living souls.
After each rain,
Solid wood smells ancient
And Iris is a guest of honor
In the house of a fresh air
Where I sing for Him,
From my endless love
To infinity behind
My aching heart.

Just before dusk,
Moon steals a part of my love,
In a shape of lips
That lives
inside her beautiful white smile,
whenever she kisses Him,
It is my love
Carry her soul
To his home.

Just before dawn,
I hear the music,
audience is gone,
Just
Moon and Sun,
Sky and my peeled
courageous heart
empty of
all lost souls,
stepping through l
the portal of light
And meet The Spirit.

In this still point
on the Red earth,
We dance
In freedom, in love
We are the magic of love,
We are stones, pillars,
ponds, lakes, forests, flowers.
we are godlikes,
the builders of Heaven on red earth.

The gateway is open,
See beyond.

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