(1)
I want to be
Like the morning breeze
Blowing through the almond tree
In the first month of Autumn
No, its not just the soft touch
I want to shake your being
I want to blow away
the dead leaves of a beautiful past
which clings to you
I want prepare you for the spring
which is waiting at the doorstep
the gifts of glistening sun rays
The color
the splendor
the red leaves sprouting through every pore
I want to bring
The spring
to your core
(2)
the butterflies have shrugged winter hibernation
the storks have arrived
flying across nations
the birds
the nests
the bees
the buzz
the songs
the life
everything that was buried under snow
the world awaits you
I want to dress you up
In a thousand blooming flowers
And I want to do it
again and again and again
Every spring
Till autumn breeze blows though the beautiful valley.
(3)
I’m just a desert wind
Indivisible, inaudible, purposeless
Piling the sands of moments
In useless sand dunes
Shifting them from one place to another
I’m searching for the sound of rustling leaves
I’m searching for the sweet intoxicating fragrance
I’m searching for a visible, audible and purposeful existence
I’m searching for you
jan 9, 2007
Saturday, May 12, 2007
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