Stars glisten softly
in the eternal universe
shedding bright glow
before your wistful steps
strolling down the streets.

Raindrops dance gladly
on the night kissed leaves
the smell of green jasmines
awaken your deep senses
making you halt and listen.

Love and longing rush,
pour down your vessels
you feel the soft glimmer
from depths of the heart
tears of saddness and joy.

One glowing time at winter night
while the stars wait in silence
the poet thinks of wrong and right
craving for unknown guidance.

Standing on the edge of univesre
where is the place of existance
quiet drops of thought disperse
in the emptiness of persistance.

What one desires the uttermost
is different from a single favor
the vast boarder of the life's coast
surrounds the desparate engraver.

The poet is the masterpiece of art
the creator of emotion and beauty
the drop of saddness in the heart
the poet engraves the life in melody.

You hold the goblet
full of water of life
evaporating slowly
in each gust you see
thousand pictures
forming solidly
you contemplate
closing your eyes
in front of the steam
while it enters quietly
to fill the soul anew
and let you feel again.

Before the dawn greets
gentle steps walk closer
down the glistening snow
but there is nobody near
the soft wind blows away
my essence and exictance
maybe it was only me
strolling along the snow
in my other world of beauty
which nobody sees nor hears
but all the mystery and art
comes to live in the heart.

Love lusting butterflies
cold is there, in deep
but warmth comes out
of your yearning soul
what do you hide there
cristalls of forgiveness
pearls of pure wiseness
and drops of sadness
the taste of life is sweet
the taste of living, bitter
mingle the beauty in one
and you see the depth
of love and eternity.

The feeling has not eluded yet
the rain not ceased or silenced
still you say somewhere far
that music, it engulfs it all.

In the bright nigh of spring
while all the flowers whisper
and water streams of happiness
life here is never meaningless.

The songs of birds and trees
the sound of pure liveliness
and you murmur, it recedes
when the music of heart bleeds.

The sunrays flicker on earth
diving nimbly through trees
casting their light in search
of time and life they seize.

Down this alley of memory
leaves crunching in silence
I once wandered longingly
searching the soul's balance.

Collecting crumbled parts
where lies the spirit of a poet
the glowing, shivering heart
echoing in the eternal moment.