I could feel that fast jump
like my soul had some spell
to reach that highest part of a stone
above fast river, above forest,
taking one enormous leap –
OH, WELL!

Shining Moon would come out soon.
I'll be there on mountain's top
reaching for that Moon's shine up
with whole world asleep.
Who could deny the power
of such a leap?

If the whole world would
go mad right this instant –
who could make it strait again?
The Moon shine keeps persistent
thinking – it had a victory over the Sun.

Yet with strength of my soul's spell
the Moon will be just like night's snail
forever prisoner of night's shell.
And very fast this all will get done.
Oh, look at me – big shiny ray of
a victorious steady winner “blinding”
the golden Sun!

Separating

We people in quiet
last travel of life
like faint sound
dry fallen leaves
all over the world
– but where the brains went?
It was quiet, so quiet
last travel – disappearing
watched from side –
insignificant.
Was it someone else’s
or was it my own hearing
my last pulse
diminishing?
Or was it the light
wind passing?
Where were sweet
dreams of mine
who moved in
inside my soul's state?
My heart's and
spirit's dreams
who occupied,
have made home inside?
Oh, really who
dared, who had the guts
to make the mighty spirit
mad?

Enlighted darkness

Breath by breath up to arising forehead
Night after night, dark attracts
Rebelling time repeating itself while
Wind caught between clouds, in numbness
From there resurrected flocks – some
Of lost birds instantly flock still flew.

Oh, you gentle forehead tell us what happened
Were many downs resembling darkness
Inside deserted nights mislead happened
When lost ones end up in the Universe
Together with flock of some lost birds
Estranged, unknown to the stars.
From Earth's smartness to heaven's openness
Going many directions – fall into vegetations
To bitter Earth unto grass all wet
At some early hour deepening one's head to
Persuade heart to be peacemaker of breath.
Wind was wind as before, the Universe’s windy pore.

... And now let words of song lead birds flock
Sent again into the Universe to hug of heaven
– heads of light, that enormous bright of
Flowers sprouting from “nothingness” and
All what we got now becoming new light,
Inside dark nights the Sun golden rays sprout.

Further, what brain was left let brain solve
What vegetation have consumed from other side.
Many times from sky and down on Earth again
Uplifted lighted treads done with ease
Not knowing why or where before was gone,
Except how it have tasted “nectar - lights”
drink easily done.

Moonlight fantasy

Night falls,
doorstep turns
into moonlight rug.

Open the door.
Step into silver
of midnight hour,
on wings of silence,
with aura of weightlessness
between dream and wake.
But don't awake.

Glide ever so serene
toward stars and Moon.
Soul leading ahead
trough cosmic wasteland spread
(traveling 1. class)

You and Angel,
or some star,
gliding ahead.