Monday, December 22, 2014

The life of a raindrop


The life of a raindrop .....


The life of a raindrop
As short as it may be
It's more intense than one can see
Tear drop is born
As easy as bleeding from a thorn
Clouds making love
Attraction and anger
Storm conceived by the twist of a hanger
Its only purpose to fall from the sky
To save us mortals, predestined to die
A muse for the wind
Siberian roughness
Used and abused , invasion of darkness

At times  it lands on the leaf of the tree
Happy for a moment, as brief as it may be
Explosion of colour, texture and feeling
Passion and love bleeding
Raindrop making love with the tree
As short and intense as it may be
The raindrop falls to the ground
Fulfilling its purpose without making a sound …..

Transcending time and space
Raindrops cleaning the  sins of the human race
Again and again , with no regrets and remorse
Dusting away  vulgarity dressed up as corpse
It dies …. then it flies
Dies only to be reborn
To bleed again and again when stung by a thorn
To remind the world that there is no black and white
It  only takes fraction of a second a fire to ignite…..

The life of a raindrop as short as it may be

It's  more powerful  than you and I can see….

Thursday, November 20, 2014

A tree.......




A Tree..........

If you asked me what I want to be 
Very easy, I'd be a tree...
Reaching my branches to the sky 
Imagining I can fly 
Feeding my roots in the ground 
Exploding of joy, yet silent, making no sound......

A silent tree 
That belongs to the world , yet to nobody 
A tree that changes it's colors but not it's soul
Full of compassion that springs from a never ending fox hole 

Surviving sun, thunder and rain
Being the silent witness of love and pain....
Dancing with the wind
Melting with the sun 
Sculpting with ice and snow
Watching the delicate creatures bellow 

So if you asked me what I wanted to be 
The answer is easy ...

A Tree!

Un arbre conçu du bonheur
Qui voit toutes tes peines et  douleurs
Qui guérit  toutes tes blessures
Et donne d’amour sans mesure ...










Monday, November 3, 2014

Keep walking.....


Keep walking…..

You wake up one day and the world is not the way it used to be, or at least not how you remember it. You walk through a valley of pain and wonder if all the walking was in vain….
Sometimes life hits hard, from all directions, with all power and strength, and sometimes as much as we want to grab hold of life we cannot…. Some fights are not ours to fight, as some breaths are not ours to take. We can only live and learn, and give unconditionally, give, give and give …..Because giving is priceless..........
I thought I was giving, and maybe I was, or maybe I was wrong…. But I know I have a lot more to give, until there is no more air to breathe…..And one day I know it will be... just a  priceless memory..... diamonds are made of tears and pain.............


Upside down …. I fail to drown

Upside down
Inside out
Scream, cry, dance and let it all out.
Rivers of tears
Clusters of anger
Heart drying on a hanger ….

Right and wrong
The smell is too strong
Jasmine oil, cold skin
The never-ending fight within ….

Stones and bones
Flowers and trees
To stay in prison?
Or set yourself free?

Just BE ………