"going home in the rain".

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

When the moon rises
the night disappears
The disappeared night
enters my heart
I chase the starlight
The wind blows
where the starlight falls
and the lost lovers
shake the earth.

do together
do not be nice.

The master is hope
The slave is destiny

The relationship between them
Grace and Obedience

The master's place
The slave's place is also

u...n...f...i...x...e...d

If there is love.

I place
the complete works of
my favorite poet
or
poetry books
on top of the trash
can.

People with the same claim are not friends
even enemies
can become friends
not if they share the same
if a friend doesn't stay by your side
they become enemies
distance is not of the eye
but of the heart.

even if
count good deeds
evil events
do not count
do not record
in your heart.

Hey
Ludolph
I love you
Your words
Let me love
Not you
Your others
Your gait
Your quietness
Our stubble-plain
For a long time
Let me tell you
I have no Idea.

Ideology kills philosopher
Auteurism kills literati
Vegetarianism kills vegetarians.

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.

Love
can do everything
without doing anything.

in order
without disorder

we can't live
for a moment

in animal cage
there is also no peace.

for Lenna

from low to high
ascending
from high to low
descending

which is harder?

actually,
going from high to low
also
ascending.

Love that cannot be given
A lover
who disappears when given.

even the best things are in vain if you don't share them.

Daughter,
Sofia traveled to London, England
and apologize for coming
a London ballpoint pen with
a London Bridge notebook
brighten smiling
and give them to me

I can't tell you how happy I am

Son,
Noah said pick up next Monday night
same day, same time, different airfield
father-in-law and mother-in-law are coming
so to make matters worse,
his wrist is injured
and can't greeting Mom.

I can't tell you how happy I am.

not giving up on my life
every moment
I give up myself.

To bend the waist is humility
That way you can pick up the truth
Kneeling down is obedience
That way you can practice the truth.

Confusion is a tunnel. There is always an end.

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.

my life is
still
unexploded
time bomb

on fire
time bomb

that will depart
when it explodes

a slave of time
will disappear
when it goes off.

even with help
if you don't feel it
you are a bad

even with help
if you don't express it
you are a bad more.

Mistakes aren't bad
It is the way to right.

poetry is crystal of life.

Reaping what you sow
You reap without sowing.

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.

we grow old when we become ashamed of the dreams we have.

On a semicircular table

single orange
Stay with me all night
by the recovering wife

The stem was cut off
and the leaves have withered
but the yellow skin is still

Enduring pain and disappearance
With a quiet voice
I present the day.

The thief also has a close friend.

Logic doesn't come from the head
Logic comes from the heart
Logic becomes proof of existing
when it is an expression of love in everyday life

Look at them
who hate the truth the most
who live in the world with the head.

-dedicated to Wittgenstein

A life without temptation
means showing
you are not living valuable

A landscape
with a bridge over
a river.

bee eyelight
staying close
fast and attack
it is a suicidal

turtle eyelight
staying away
slow and defensive.
It is a win-win.

When Spring Comes to Sabine's Hill
the hill becomes the sea
and Yellow Waves
Blue Waves
White waves and high waves
fills up the spring
flowing down
becomes a river of small spring things
full of daffodil colors
passes the ***** big city
passes the lonely islands
Sabine's hill is wet with water
Small, smooth pebbles
if blocked
while singing
while dancing, while flowing
Sabine Hill fears
neither water nor fire
like the wind
with its tiny, transparent bells
summer and autumn to come
and the winter that will silence them
on the waiting
The Hill of Sabine
The Chorus of Life
fading humanity of the 21st century
towards the dehumanized city
It is waving hands.

- to my Maple

You are night in the day of mine
You are lighthouse in the sea of mine
You are feet in the road of mine
You are heart in the soul of mine
You are earth in the moon of mine
You are star in the love of mine
You are wall in the room of mine
You are rock in the forest of mine
You are flower in the mountain of mine
You are turtle in the race of mine
You are cell in the body of mine
You are period in the poem of mine
You are chopstick in the finger of mine
You are window in the wall of mine
You are music in the score of mine
You are key in the piano of mine
You are freedom in the equality of mine
You are word in the book of mine
You are air in the world of mine
You are dawn in the cave of mine
You are ice in the freezer of mine
You are blossom in the winter of mine
You are ink in the pen of mine
You are shower in the baths of mine
You are blood in the body of mine

Because I am yours.

Confusion is a tunel. It always meets a new path.

In open of the river
    to the sea of orchestra
With future of present
    in her coolness

In close of the skies
    to the heaven of orchestra
With past of present
    in her warmness.

Dotted
&
Solid
Lines.

i know
i love you

i know
love can survive
with marriage

your confession
into our dining table

It is not enough.

Victory comes from defeat
So there are no lasting winner
(Unconditional).

if we are failing marriage but we cannot fail loving.

I'm so heartbroken today
My body is tired
I come to the study room
to look at my favorite poetry
Narrow but not narrow
This room from beginning to end
No matter how many times
I search
I can't find her book of poems
I take a bath and come back
I search again, but I can't find it
I use cell phone flash
but I can't find it
Should I check Amazon?
I'm about to give up
Just one more time
I sit at my desk and try to think her face
Poverty, hunger, disease, oppression
And in the midst of separation
without losing warmth and love
She wrote poems
in addition to
The landscapes and people in the poem
she loved them
I make up my mind
after a bath
On the right side of desk
I look at
poetry books of my favorite poets
And then
I see the hem of her blue skirt
with numerous square black dots
I quickly tug it up
I finally found her
"Collected Poems Marya Zaturenska Pulitzer Prize poet"
No matter what happens
Sleep with me tonight
I'll make sure to read it all
Tomorrow".

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

First, don't brag about yourself
Second, don't criticize enemy not looking

Your friends will be fewer
Also your enemy disappears.

“I bought this apple
thinking
it would be delicious
but it is not.”
“apple is just as good
whether it is tasty or not”
“Yes, but...”
as it breaks into pieces
the apple says
“the same for people.”

Where do you go crying?
Are you hungry
do you remember mommy's milk?
water are deep and wide
Can't you cross?
mountains are high and rough
Can't you climb it?
Do you go to the grave
thinking of mom?
Hunger
Thirst
Rugged Mountain
Will not block your longing for mom!
You're already hearing the lullaby!

Someone said
“Marriage is the tomb of love”

I say
“Love is the grave of marriage”

The complete of marriage is love
The complete of love is marriage

Those who love and do not marry
Those who love without marrying

To them I want to say

“Love is the shadow of marriage
Marriage is the light of love”.

There is objective truth in nature
There is subjective truth in society

The law of nature is dialectical
The law of society is irony.

Human Being
cannot exist without these two worlds.

just as real flowers
are harder to care for
than fake ones

people are the same.