27 November 2014

The breath 
   beyond the sky
Where my heart
   cry fly

*

In the forest of an unknown melody
I play
To an endless unsung song

*

Heaven has 
   many gates
But one
   is enough
To get in. 

*

O My Lord

I have no prayer
I have no prayer
I only breathe
This sacred air

Peace
  Peace
    Peace

*

Summer flies
Polishing their
Knives and forks
In the lazy heat. 

*

Evening's golden-glow
Makes a bow
And draws the stillness
of the day
Into night. 

*

The golden-bow
   of evening
Draws a
   peaceful
   note from
   day. 

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