By the power of the seconds hand
the minutes hand go
By the minutes hand
the hours hand go,
By the hours hand
the day life goes on forward.

last fall
climbed the old red wall
very small
a bud of persistence hanging in thin air
I saw it by the window
and winter came
without a chance to see the leaves and flowers
began to wither
pulled down the blinds and curtains
forgot about it
and welcomed the new year
spring passed
summer, one day
passed by the fence
on the mosquito net
bright and clear green
power of purification was seen
bowing in the air
friendship of coexistence
stuck to the cold glass window
with a soft tape
poor and broad-minded
I see your
phenomenal vitality.

The most dangerous person
is not the evil
but the unloved one.

Why did this world
exist before us?
Love in all seasons.

Opening the window
touch wind of the fan breeze
from ivy leaves.

Stars of the Night
Stars of the Day

my night has only clouds

Why the day is bright
It is not the sun

my day has stars.

A well in a coffee cup
A well bucket...time seems to fly by
coming through the wall

Behind my neighbor's back

A deer's hesitation on the asphalt
A witness to the morning moments
A warning of a handshaking traffic light

Forest roads, Integrity.

You have it all
what I don't love
Jealousy
pride
contempt
You don't have it all
what I love
devotion
steadfastness
praise
What I love for you I can't stop.

You show me your past
I give my future for you.

no matter how long wanna live
do not want to outlive children.

Things exist to be used
Human exists to be exchanged

There are no things that can be exchanged for human.
There are no human that can be exchanged for things

There are no Human that can be exchanged for Human.

when open eyes
what you see is not love

when close eyes
what see is love

whether open eyes or close
what see is you alone.

When summer snow
piles on the Raspberry petals
July ripens under its shade
A calm time
A fragrant silence
A message from someone
A light season that fell in the mailbox
and with the dancing steps of children
sits like a white butterfly
on the Raspberry tree branches
The light air
sways and overflows
gathers and flows down the stream
in the great Fall.

R
the first letter
rear
please
p
window and type for
for
of
windows pleasure
to spit
unlimited people box
onto
the corner I love passes by
woe afternoon descends
Oh! frost
is coming
air receptive bird.

The wind blows
and a rainbow bridge
comes down
through the trees
in the impassable semicircle
at the end of which
a stream of water ripples
and in the middle of it
you sit and look at me.

why
do we
love children?
Do we envy them?
no wealth
no honor
no power...

your painful struggles
not for you
for your neighbors.

one Lonely Island
Waiting for the day to be one
                driving  into the water.

needle is worn out
dulled
thread is worn out
disconnected
marbles decided to scatter themselves
upon the floor
opened the door and went out
into the garden
to the street
beyond the traffic light
on the clouds
flied high to the sky
as night falls
they became stars
became starlights
a little bit of love
entered the room
through the window glass.

The ocean
                  the rushing cupidity
                                                     and then clouds.
and then rain

A luxury cruise ship
                                   the flashing lights
                                                                  they become stars
covering the sky.

You are
root of Love
trunk of Faith
with branches of hope
bearing the fruits of joy

And
whoever deserves to taste those fruits
your heart that longs for peace.

If you're a friend,
“meanings and goals should be the same”
No
“Meanings should be different but goals should be the same”
They don't have to be
“It's okay to have different meanings and different goals”
If there is love
then what is the role of a friend?

Build a deconstruction

Love sent me a letter
without paper
and no stamps
unreadable
baffling letter.

Lullaby
Stars and Winds of the Universe
came and became a quilt
and pillows
and breathed together.

Joy is sharper than sorrow.

A crocodile
hanging on acacia tree branches
struggling

Some women
some men's hearts
tear it down
Tears flowed all night long
Crossing unbridgeable
that cannot be crossed
River was created

A man once said
some woman's chest
and put up
a barbed wire fence
untouchable
returnable
DMZ was created.

azalea flower
a world
scrabble
Mattie J.T. Stepanek
poetry daily
a word a act
the book of echo
in your history.

sulphureum
frohnleiten
niveum

planning

bartered bride
soft blue
bluebird

planting

lady in black
bressingham white
brunnera macrophylla

restoring

nigrescens

evening grazing rain snowing...sympathy.

Water-loving
playing by the water
sunset
grain-fed
wild goose

Long neck
Short legs
Wide beak
Long, pointed wings
Waterproof feathers
Feast table meat
Chasing geese

Fool
teased for being stupid
No one can stay away
and befriends you

Walking down the street
distracted
Flying away
Serious
Worry-free
beautiful and charming voice.

Walk (two of two) through in this rain
Walk (two by two) through in this light
Walk (two for two) through in this debt
Wordless we together.

Suffering is the price of being alive.

Faith is a will o' the wisp of unity
Faith is not a bridge, it is the removal of bridges
Faith is abiding in the object of faith.

If you don't love, you have no enemies.

In unequal time line
A different life
Time changes in life
Varying time
From now on
The cycle becomes history.

we are in nature
we are not nature

we are in cosmos
we are not cosmos

we are limping
we are walking well

we are get angry
we are in love

we live in past
we design the future

we are not enough
we want truth of love

we have things
we show fact of things.

they are merits of light
descending grace
fish finish flash....
we hug them
as a falling leaf
as a scattering snow
owl all secret help
as a sleeping submarine
disappearing
the ******* of suffering
O, stranger.

The clouds in the sky
don't look white
beneath them
the forest is gray
And the broken branches of the trees
and the blackened earth
and the muddy ditches not deep enough
for man
And at the end of it, a soldier
A long coat
with a gun between them
with a black-gloved hand
and read a small book
while feeling
oncoming absolute despair.

all days are a sum of your life
             your life listens from future
     old's shadows
             present this moment
             obstacles become huddles
possible's impossible
                this day.

Don't deny
Don't try to get rid of
Don't despise
Perfect it
As you love yourself
Love the people you meet by chance
Imperfect self-love will be perfected
even if it is impossible.

Lover sit in the backseat, head to head, looking out the window
Lover don't count money, don't know profit
Lover walk through the desert and don't think of oases
Lover love events more than relationships
Lover don't copy love, they prove it
Lover can recognize a flower by its scent without looking at it
Lover lives in the past of the future, not in the present
Lover sings with actions, not words
Lover don't try to protect himself
Lover are each other's trash cans
Lover are photosynthesizing each other
Lover are trapped but free
Lover grow closer the further apart they are
Lover share rather than divide love
Lover embrace the sun more than the moon
Lover don't picklock together.

if you can hate me
do it for love alone
by love
for love
love of Love has altered me
so that I can love you
so that I can love the one you love
hate me please
with that hate
love me.

Do flowers fall because they are afraid of butterflies?

Before marriage
"I won't make you suffer!"

With Love

After Marriage
"I'm sorry for making you suffer..."

Try to obey
You will see the colors of love

Agape
Eros
Philos

Do obey
You will see the shadows of love

White
Gray
Black.

I See

Wall marking
Cloud marking
City marking
Forest marking
Tree making
Paint marking
Country marking
Water marking
Grass marking
Color marking
Pebble marking

There is a human hidden in every pattern.

I asked perfect Love
"Please let me see my spouse's love?"
Years passed without a response
Today, I made a very ordinary mistake
Of course, the second time
Then my spouse shouted at me
"You crazy Psychopaths...
I can't live with you...
I'm going crazy!"
I clearly saw my spouse's love
Then perfect Love said
"Now, just give the love!"
I shed tears of gratitude.

Wild wind is the regulars of
the old and worn-out restaurant
They hide time with them
Early in the morning, people
Step over you without being seen
Pass over you
Through endless tiring days
By bridge, not by boat
By car, not by swimming
We are busy with suicides, love stories, and business
Modern civilization is disappearing from our feet
Like a child chasing soap bubbles
The streets are crowded
And no footsteps remain

Pain, injury, wailing......wars
Even if the futility covers you like fog
You do not shiver in the cold
You do not pant in the heat
Even if the streets bend like taffy
Even if the streets melt like marshmallow
Thus the shadows turn white
Thousands, tens of thousands
Hide in one invisible room.

Your name was not Hudson
You were not even visible
Things that hid you are disappearing
Fog water forest pebbles
Clock sky cloud forest
Maple path cliff rocks
Twilight sunrise sunset calm waves
Sailboats and fishermen and fishermen boys and girls and old men
Disappearing into the great house

Quiet you.

A tree that turns misery into happiness

And turns carbon dioxide into oxygen

An artist who never died.