To You - my poem tree

i stand besides a poem river

next to a poem tree,

a poem tree in blossom, on a cliff spread on a poem sky.

i walk from the poem's morning to evening

i step across the poem river to the pathways

leading me to the poem's valley.

And on a boulder poem i climb to listen to the poem's silence

A poem flower speaks to poem pebbles.

And on a poem wind floats a poem feather .

i go with these poems where they are going.

And at the end of today i rejoice

i weave from my night born longings

splenderous spectrums of love.

But my Love poem -- is You.

Morning buds nodding from smiling soul trees.
while this Ocean calls.

Love's own Ocean calling

unconditionally perputating

from within , from beyond

In you and me it leaps in celebrations.

WISH YOU ALL A MERRY CHRISTMAS !
AND A NEW YEAR 2009 ABUNDANT WITH LOVE PEACE AND HAPPINESS§

LOVE TO YOU ALL§§
J

Sweet solitude, your devasting silence
more stronger than words
leaves me here
in the garden of sorrow.
So what if sadness
valses alone on a dancefloor.
On these pathways
whom else can i follow.
Sweet Solitude but your shadow.

Can i a few things from you borrow
a dazzling sun
or a chime from a sparrow
a spadeful of silence
a fatale strike from Love's own arrow
and
While you slumber in my bone marrow
Sweet solitude
on your eyelids sleeps
these wisdom of tommorow.