Red coloured oak’s hugging the ground,
It’s body swings beyond the edge,
There something else by what it’s bound,
Which keeps him stable on the ledge.

Its heavy roots grasping the soil,
Its dancing leaves greeting the moon,
Its curly twigs covered with foil
That sparks a magic at the noon.

And what oak’s holding no one knows
For all the strangers it seems bizarre
The moment you take off its clothes
The more enchanted then you are.

One place arises in my dreams
that I was searching long ago
but one who seeks sees what just seems,
to find then I must let go.

As I am falling into the abyss,
I try to hold on to a thing,
yet there is no way to resist
cold-blooded gravity of swing.

My head chill air begins to hit,
and with the accelerating speed
I'm wondering: "Shall this be it?"
My eyes feel heavy, I think: "Indeed."

A moment later I hear them scream,
as time slows down I face a flow,
I follow it and think: "Bad dream,"
Eyes closed farewelled by dancing snow.

As the darkness covers all,
All of above and of below,
As the night's hugging man's soul,
One ought resist not hidden glow.

As the silence starts to grow,
Buried fear must then unfold.
Shall now face he purest blow
Of the feelings that one holds.

~
In every instant of the way
a man kept playing an offbeat game.
He's welcomed by the light of day,
though not at it man held his aim,
and night endowed him time to lay,
but man felt night will make him tamed.
Days passed as one kept straying far away.
He loathed the world, bad fate he blamed.
First week of May ended his rigid play,
at his last breath appeared a clear frame:

There was no light to welcome
nor he had time to lay.
There was just death awaiting,
for it has men to tame.
~

The wind takes it all, then why am I happy?
The storm sparks a wave, then why do I chase it?
I know in this case, it might crush me one day.
I, though, being silly, perceive it as blessing!

it takes a tiny moment
an ephemeral blink
for such a bizarre comet
change time with novel ink.

it takes a sparkling feeling
a minor flash of chance
for such a little healing
turn life into a dance.

~
It’s 3 AM and I woke up?
Amidst the walls I cast my gaze
And at this night each thing froze up
Except my heart that’s full of blaze.

And chilly air keeps knocking the window,
It’s windy. I shift my sight towards that flow.
My body shiver leaving warm pillow.
Wow, the lonely street that’s full of snow?

I think of you and of that dream ,
Is it my ice queen whom I saw?
And did you reach me with your beam?
And of your love am I in awe?

It all feels strange.
The snow in spring,
Me in your range,
What will it bring?
~

~
And do you see that rusty steel
That doesn’t let touching your heart
Please share with me, what may you feel
If nothing ever makes you hurt.
~

And every path I go
is a new adventure.
Feeling kinda lone
but becoming mature.

And the first step made,
is the hardest movement,
driving past away,
shaping future human.

let that breath leave your lungs,
so then you may find out,
that air back soon comes.
it comes and goes, no doubt.

let waves and wind in stormy ocean,
In waters of eternal fights,
push tiny boat of yours in motion,
through risky path towards new heights.

let shiny light from northern star,
illuminate the road you cross,
whenever it will look bizarre
that light will help prevent a loss.

let trust and hope enter your life,
so when the cracks appear inside
and your perception forms a lie,
let these companions be your guide.

As I’m standing at the balcony
While the city is asleep,
I’m the part of cosmos’ alchemy,
Facing meaning of the deep.

I’m not lonely in such atmosphere,
No need longing for the speech
As I feel all struggles disappear
While my mind is getting rich.
~
Oh the nighttime
Oh the light moon
Can’t forget you
Felt the wind blew
Made that vibe due
~