Category Archives: FOREST
NATURAL AND INVOLUNTARY ACTS OF ART
MOST SHOWN PICTURES II
ON SKY 27 IIIIIIIIIII
ASSORTED OLDER AUTUMNS
ON SKY 27 IIIIIIII
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
*
HOPE
LUST
WILL
SUN returned
with eyes thorned
He is redeciphered,
violated and tarnished
He is made unseen,
outplayed and leafless
*
Clawed by your nearness
Clawed by my nearness
*
Into the fold to be corrected wrong
and poorly eat betrayal and wretch
He gives glances without words
Flickered
*
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!
WATER MIRRORING TRAD. EMOTIONAL
GLÄNTAD
Seså, ta nu stigen fram ― Kom och bli gläntad!
Gläntade ―
tagna från oron, minda glittrat bäckvatten,
hinner vi fram, binder hit, dagbräckets ny!
Vandrade ―
fridfyllda med sötkärva stensötesmaken
kliver fasta gryningssteg på daggälskad stig!
Hänryckta!
Vi lirkar regeln av till snårskogarnas gömställen,
kvistar äntligt ur detta druckna lidande framräckt
ty Glädjen vill inför Livet irrblossas alltför kvickt!
Älskande ―
höjer milt slitna blickar att Vårställa vår träda,
skönjer skogstilla suset näras rent av detta ljus,
skynda färden, fort klä, kransa oss i levande prakt!
Viskande ―
i kanten av denna glänta äger Sanningen sökt sitt svar
intill dovt grönt, ett mjukt svalt, lövjad fager begärelse
beskärt med rikaste bärblomstens renaste förälskelse!
Vi stegar gläntade fram, rinner källade upp, kom hit, tyst,
ty snart är blomningen förbi och åren har oss färdigkysst!






















