I'm neither the mirror nor the reflection
I'm neither the presence nor the absence
I'm neither the fool nor the sage
I'm neither the seeker nor the finder
and
I'm neither the sky nor the cage
I am someone I haven't been
since
I am somewhere in between and something unseen
But if I do know a thing
is that
I am sewing what I am with the not's that I keep clean
Jan 15, 2024
Jan 15, 2024 at 10:11 AM UTC
Light thrives in the dark
by finding its way through the brenches
of a dense forest
Light thrives in the dark
by passing through the windows
of a wintered house
Light only strikes you
when you finally get to know
projected on the path you've always walked
your long buried shadow
Nov 25, 2023
Nov 25, 2023 at 5:55 AM UTC
A river that stops running becomes mud,
and so do we,
a soul that stops changing
does not become what it was born to be.
There comes that time of the year again,
when trees know better
to see what has been hidden by
the breeze and the blaze,
one must undress the unnecessary weight,
to face the days that get shorter
there is no other path to ride
may death and rebirth be blessed
by a light on the inside
Sep 23, 2023
Sep 23, 2023 at 9:17 AM UTC
In the veins of the giant lies the truth
along the rocky lines that meet the busy sea
where foreigners forget to look
Within the veins of the giant lie the lonely trees
beyond the maps and checklists
there are winds that speak
the past, the present and future
there are winds that whisper
the nothingness of you
laid bare against eternity
Aug 29, 2023
Aug 29, 2023 at 4:24 PM UTC
Blessed are those who die and are reborn at every full moon
Savoring the essence of the universe that sows everything
Touching the matter of the soul,
the one that moves, the one that stings
They live a life in a second while mirroring themselves in uneasy waters
that shine like 28 Venus before the dawn
And in the very instant before blindness
blessed are those who close their eyes to see
written behind their own eyelids
the glow of 28 Venus
for
inside and outside
reflection and reflected
Have always been connected
Jul 29, 2023
Jul 29, 2023 at 9:15 AM UTC
I'm naked
My eyes become the gate to the tapestry of life,
shifting waters, temporary islands
of dirt
you cannot trust
I'm surrounded
Shadows of the flying oceans fighting the heat,
mother almighty, kissed by all power
of connection
you cannot beat
Through the gate you see
The truth held by the Amazon
in its everlasting clouds
as they sing and dance to the drums of the soil
and cry, always cry
all the way to the source
I'm human
I mourn and I mourn
every and each soul
that got lost in the distractions of the ego
I curse and I curse
every and each hand
that tore down that gate
for pieces of colored paper
I'm everything
The us that didn't run from the truth of being
The us that became them after the sea routes
Lips and eyes that are entire bodies
Bodies that touch harmony
and see through the past
becoming one
with wild, roots and sap
Jun 26, 2023
Jun 26, 2023 at 12:37 PM UTC
Where have you been my child?
I can't smell the beauty sitting on a couch
Where have you been hiding?
I can't see the wild disguised in my garden
Did you run from the hunger I caused you?
Did you try to cry and I didn't listen?
Well, I can't recognize whispers in my ears from an inch without you here
I know I chose a path you couldn't walk
But if you close my eyes I'll hear my way back
Is it light you need?
Is it my old voice you long?
Does it take complete silence to meet again?
'Cause I can, I can go all the time back
How have you been singing?
I stole your voice but haven't been able to speak
How have you been pleased?
I stole your smile but haven't been able to breathe
Did I think I could save my time if I didn't see it passing by
Did I try to stay afloat because diving was to difficult?
Well, now I'm drowning as my favourite parts of me die
I know I chose a river you couldn't swim
But if you breathe me in I'll dive into the stream back
Is it light you need?
Is it my old voice you long?
Does it take complete silence to meet again?
'Cause I'm going all the time back
Nov 14, 2021
Nov 14, 2021 at 7:34 AM UTC
The curse of perfection,
of good health
is
subtle,
and misunderstood,
quite like the bless of loss.
The main roads,
paved with underestimated
basic,
and foundation
are
to take us to the highest
feelings.
The bless of loss,
of disease
is
making basic
and foundation to blow the heart
a self-aware breeze
Nov 5, 2020
Nov 5, 2020 at 3:02 PM UTC
...have you heard the summon
...don't you be afraid
...the power it can get
…all the windows locked
…finally understand
...the one in command
only your pain
will take you to greatness
the impure are sacred
We’re mighty
We're glorious
We're sentient
Sublime
feeling his grip in the walls of our mind
eager to decimate all the filthy souls
the ones who have been torn will no longer be afraid
for all your wounds and bruises, they will pay
sacred night
the world will finally understand
it's a saviour, a destroyer
the one in command
only your pain
will take you to greatness
the impure are sacred
We’re mighty
We're glorious
We're sentient
Sublime
May 3, 2020
May 3, 2020 at 11:03 AM UTC
I look at the sky in a cloudy night
the past looks like
the only string to grasp
What's to come seems so far away,
but I believe good things are waiting
'cause you…
have always been here
to stir my visions
bring back the stars
awaken the whim
strike me right,
I'll sing my guts out,
boiling veins
I shout at the moon in a cold night
bleak memories,
echoing nothing bright
all I fear is breathing down my neck,
you open my eyes, they’re nothing but fake verses,
and you…
have always been here
to stir my visions
bring back the stars
awaken the whim
strike me right,
I'll sing my guts out,
boiling veins
When hope plays hide and seek
And I fail to see the skyline
When I try to see through the window
And light strikes me as bullets
From your temple you descend
show me the way
you are my cure
May 3, 2020
May 3, 2020 at 10:57 AM UTC