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Ursula Wolf Mar 2022
When is good love?
Where am I in that heart?
Could I be the ocean of You?
Am I the sinner of those words?
Can I soak into your soul?
Are those feelings
Made of sober truths?

Those ancient deep eyes
Comforted me into
A confident yes of yours.
Ursula Wolf Mar 2022
Unrecognisable,
Yet so familiar;
Those touches
On my soul,
Coming from space
Through your embrace,
Through that discovered look.

I run naked
In your eyes
To that endless ocean heart.
We made tamed fire
Through our conversation,
Through that ancient connection.
Ursula Wolf Feb 2022
I wanted to meet God,
But instead Nature came,
And now the Stars are
Singing the prayers for Me.
Ursula Wolf Feb 2022
I could be an endless story,
A life-long paragraph,
A  best-selling novella,
But I rather choose to be a poem
In which evolves all the
Feelings and stories
Of me and You.
Ursula Wolf Feb 2022
I love the sound of today:
My heart is chirping on a lonely birch.
As a hungry cat, jumps onto me,
And I roar into the singing grass.
Ursula Wolf Jan 2022
I’m renewing my religion,
Opening the church-door of my heart; and
Oh, my eyes are Rosemary.
I fell onto a prayer
Through flying self-love;
I pick up a rosary and
In the blurry reflection
Appeared the rising God of Me.
Ursula Wolf Jan 2022
And suddenly I felt so tranquil,
A feeling, like a slow river
Blended my heart into the Sun.
And suddenly I felt so vibrant,
A vision, like a sweetcorn-past
Let my head into the Now.
And suddenly I felt so Me
A revelation, like a calm fall
Flew my eyes into that light void.
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