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CYPRESS TREE SPECIAL

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ON SKY 27 IIIIIIIII

ON SKY 27 1

ON SKY 27 1

ON SKY 27 2

ON SKY 27 2

ON SKY 27 3

ON SKY 27 3

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ALMOND TREES IN BLOOM (LEFTOVERS)

ALMOND TREES IN BLOOM 1

ALMOND TREES IN BLOOM 1

ALMOND TREES IN BLOOM 2

ALMOND TREES IN BLOOM 2

ALMOND TREES IN BLOOM 3

ALMOND TREES IN BLOOM 3

ALMOND TREES IN BLOOM 4

ALMOND TREES IN BLOOM 4

ALMOND TREES IN BLOOM 5

ALMOND TREES IN BLOOM 5

ALMOND TREES IN BLOOM 6

ALMOND TREES IN BLOOM 6

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ON SKY 27 IIIIIIII

ON SKY 1

ON SKY 1

ON SKY 2

ON SKY 2

ON SKY 3

ON SKY 3

ON SKY 4

ON SKY 4

ON SKY 5

ON SKY 5

ON SKY 6

ON SKY 6

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CLOUDS FROM YESTERDAY

CLOUDS FROM YESTERDAY 1

CLOUDS FROM YESTERDAY 1

CLOUDS FROM YESTERDAY 2

CLOUDS FROM YESTERDAY 2

CLOUDS FROM YESTERDAY 3

CLOUDS FROM YESTERDAY 3

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IN YET ANOTHER AUTUMNFALL

(I am bored with my attempts to translate this poem into proper  English. I will just publish it as it is for now and hope for help… I am fully aware that it is more or less word by word translations that I do of my own work, which others might find “wrong”, but I do work with higher set goals.)

 

Dream me in rowanwreathed Autumnforest days

there shimmering cling near the sleeping fields

meanwhile a broken mist stumbles, lifts ― Rises

 

And a silent rain sweeps ― The bonfire hisses

 

Travelling mist covered

And soon it dawns again  ― Again

 

Watching wilderness, playing with dry leaves,

eating my thistles carefully and gifting smiles

beneath days of past grayish skies mirrored

 

And have alone been stuck ― Where Time stopped

 

The almost unnoticed waves in the mountain creek

listens near by to the pleasing small drops of rain,

watching the forest thin in slow pace with Autumn

and knew that the leaves would fall here ― Again

 

Travelling mist covered ― Traceless

Soon it dawns again ― Again

 

Reached an early marsh in its slow leaf falling,

herein may serenity caress and milden

 

You, Autumnland, are Death´s lost portent

 

And soon a Winternightwind was heard calling

IN YET ANOTHER AUTUMNFALL

IN YET ANOTHER AUTUMNFALL

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GLANCES WITHOUT WORDS

The broken white-cherry tree,

split in the trunk as it was,

beautygrown to be and give,

stand remembered

*

While rivulets trickle down before him

he takes out worms from wild raspberries

*

Daydreaming that He reaches Time,

The All Reality‘s Naval itself

He, in lee safety under shelter

He, which is calmed by the rain

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HOPE

LUST

WILL

SUN returned

with eyes thorned

He is redeciphered,

violated and tarnished

He is made unseen,

outplayed and leafless

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Clawed by your nearness

Clawed by my nearness

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Into the fold to be corrected wrong
and poorly eat betrayal and wretch

He gives glances without words

Flickered

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This in-borne, devouring,
hate‘s real despair,
frost strikes this inconsolable life
to all the Worlds in wait

You will only find healthy stains
which will appear as like unlike
feed even more than the actual hindrance
which have refused this Önds greatness

Cease to order my realityanswers
after your willbelief of whim emotions
Taking me now from this unbearable;
out from the existence of wassails drink

YOUR SOUGHT DIMINISHMENT DOES NOT REACH ME!

HERE WILL FORCED UPON NEVER BE MY WILL!

KNOW WHO HAVE STOLEN OUR EYES!

GRABBING THE DEATHBREAD FROM US ALL!

CALLING FORTH THIS RENEWED WARPATH!

GIVING US THE RIGHT LOVE BACK!

BENEATH SUN AND MIST

BENEATH SUN AND MIST

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WATER MIRRORING TRAD. EMOTIONAL

TRADITIONAL WATER MIRRORING 1

TRADITIONAL WATER MIRRORING 1

TRADITIONAL WATER MIRROR 2

TRADITIONAL WATER MIRROR 2

TRADITIONAL WATER MIRRORING 3

TRADITIONAL WATER MIRRORING 3

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I NATTFROST DRAGET

Gömd i sista Vintervistet kom Döden

likt en späd och ursäktande gråterska

och satt sig i förnimman, i viskanden:

 

Sökte här själva Livet till frände,

i det sårbara, i ditt ensamt döende

 

Vi är en lämnad, skugglös storm,

trycker våra tärda ord mot mörkret,

pressar nattens timmar; lär oss frysa

 

(Blev dragen hit genom markerna i mörkret,

släpades över tidsavståndet, stenar och isar)

Och kölden, har blott min fagerhet i ordet,

men tomheten;

har sin tomhet fastnad Väven

I NATTFROST DRAGET

I NATTFROST DRAGET