You are the pattern in the weaving of my existence. You are the secret code that unlocks all that is mine. You are the manner in which I dance, flying from cloud to cloud…You are the answer to all my questions, always unexpected, which raises me from one world to another.You are my sailing boat on the ocean of infinite tranquility and bliss. My most beautiful ark. Your soul has no limits, and it is in my eyes that You are endless…
And thus when I am not asking You anything then, in fact, I am asking You; And when I do not see You – I do indeed see you. And when You are silent You are speaking inside of me; and when you are asleep you are awake inside of me.....



Tuesday, 21 January 2014

Einstein between music and love

I’ve confessed to a woman
That life is something simple inside me,
but it’s not all that simple.I thought I’d go straight
until I turn into a ruler, but they’ve found me in a circle.
They’ve found me after roaming
lowered from screaming to whispering.

Here, where I am
the days taste like beer and boredom.
Rain sometimes drops strangely, serene

I’ve to listen to music everyday......

After all, allow me to
write a letter to a distant young lady,
just a bit nostalgic,
the way that senile retired admirals write
Am I still among all those lives of yours?

All of my tenderness still sleeps at your doorstep…..

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