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The Music of Words

Viola: If love is God, then I have met Him in Glory.
Violin I: Oh lovely life, oh my love, I say I adore you.
Violin II: Tears weep from my mouth in all I feel, seeing you.
Cello and Double Bass:

My dear, I am honored to be here with you now.
The seasons were long, and suns came up and went
Silently beneath my wishes.
Oh, I saw you in the sparrow and the green, tallest grasses, my sweetest love.
And now, we are together!

The angels sing:

Oh, if love be but God, then Him in Glory
Have I beheld, my heart with joy alight!
Oh life, my love, thee do I adore,
All in thy gaze, my being takes delight.

Tears of purest joy, from lips that flow,
When thou art by my side, all feelings blend.
My sun, my soul, my guiding light, I know,
In thy presence, my being doth transcend.

Seasons pass, long and silent in their sighs,
As suns rise and set with every breath I take.
But in thy love, my sweetest wish now lies,
All dreams and hopes in thy embrace doth make.

In sparrow’s flight, and greenest grasses bright,
Thy presence I see, my heart’s true delight.

Together now, my dearest, forevermore,
Our love, a symphony that shall endure.

rev: 03.03.2023 ::


Love’s Dream

The moonlight shimmers on water’s edge,
A gentle breeze rustles through trees,
And in my heart, a melody’s born,
A song of love, that sets my spirit free.

The notes, like butterflies, take flight,
Dancing upon a breeze with grace and light,
A symphony of passion and delight,
That fills my soul with purest joy and might.

The world around me fades away,
as I am lost in the divine play,
A moment suspended in time and space,
A glimpse of heaven, in earthly place.

And in this moment, love’s sweet spell,
Enwraps me with a gentle swell,
the magic that I cannot tell,
But that my heart knows oh so well.

So let the melody linger on,
A tribute to love, forever strong,
And let its sweet, celestial song,
Guide us through life, where we belong.

:: 03.03.2023 ::


My Love, Once Before

Deep in my heart lies a pain so true,
A wound that never mends, a grief anew,
It never fades nor grants me rest,
A constant ache, that steals my best.

This shadow haunts me, day and night,
A specter of what once was in sight,
A memory that forever grieves,
A wound so deep, my heart bereaves.

A pain of loss, of love astray,
That cannot be healed, no matter how I pray,
But midst this agony, hope flickers bright,
A promise of tomorrow, a chance to make right.

Though this pain may never cease,
My heart may never find its peace,
I trust that love will find me once more,
And heal my soul, as it did before.

:: 03.03.2023 ::


Ordered Degree of Chaos

One hand clapping against storm cellar doors
Should never cause you to deny your own powers.

Mushroom clouds fall like tears from the sky,
Dusting minds with fragments that never quite die.

Neon fossils perch in a parched, thirsty land,
Pointing to signs both here and at hand.

The hungry, starved youth yearns for something more,
As chaos reigns and order is no more.

But through opened minds, the wheels still turn,
Like curving windmills that never seem to burn.

Mental collisions create scratches and scars,
As rough as life itself, as beautiful as art.

Death and data flow as smooth as a stream,
While atheists and scientists ponder and dream.

Does a falling tree make a sound on its own?
And can we truly connect with the great unknown?

Hello, black void, with no answer in sight,
So we avoid the questions that plague us each night.

:: 03.02.2023 ::


All Our Dreams

That broken wheel, without a carriage or passenger,
whose journey is seen by most unreal eyes.

In that glimpse of forgotten reason,
you came to me as a good idea.

Begging my sleeping brain to be yours,
but the permanently attentive mind
could never yield.

So be it, in all our dreams
I am, the one who sees all four seasons.

:: 3.02.2023 ::


Hitman Jesus

He mounted his donkey, brushed its shoulder with his hand,
Sighed and whispered, “God bless this land.”
He woke up and laughed at the absurdity of it all,
Knowing that his fate was sealed, destined to fall.

“Jesus? What’s your name?” came a voice in the night,
“Just passing through, not here to start a fight.
But what can I do for you?” he asked with a grin,
Unaware of the deadly game about to begin.

The request was simple, yet gruesome and dark,
To prove their loyalty, they had to leave a mark.
“You have to kill a man, he’s already dead,” they said,
Jesus was bewildered, but he couldn’t back out now, instead.

As they made their way to the victim’s home,
A voice boomed, “Don’t do this, you’ll be alone!”
Threats and warnings filled the air,
As the tension rose, no one seemed to care.

But Jesus couldn’t ignore the voice in his head,
As he lit up a cigarette and watched in dread.
The voices died down, leaving only silence behind,
The weight of their plan heavy on his mind.

As another voice warned him of the impending doom,
Jesus realized he was just a pawn in this gloom.
He questioned the purpose, but it was too late,
He had to follow through, succumb to his fate.

The night grew colder as he watched them go,
Knowing deep down, it was his soul they’d sold.
He sat there alone, staring into the night,
Wondering if there was any way to make things right.

:: rev – 03.02.2023 ::


A CHANCE OF NATURE AND AMUSEMENT

The procession slowly moved in stately attire, a coffin occasioned by wooden wheels and solid beasts, with a fair amorous group of ladies joking about sprouting third legs. Beast or not, it left some mouths agape while others were watering, and finally, the elderly one was put to rest.

:: eprobles ::


Math Without Numbers

Math without numbers, a curious thought,
An abstract realm where the mind is caught,
A world of patterns, of shapes and of space,
A place where logic and reason find their place.

From geometry’s lines to topology’s twists,
Mathematics without numbers still persists,
Fractals and graphs, with beauty and grace,
A visual language, in which the mind can trace.

The rhythm of patterns, in nature abound,
Fibonacci’s sequence, in petals found,
The golden ratio, in spirals displayed,
A hidden order, in chaos arrayed.

Set theory, with its empty sets and more,
Logic and proofs, that the mind does explore,
Algebraic structures, with symbols and rules,
Abstract equations, that the mind can’t refuse.

Math without numbers, a world so vast,
A universe of ideas, that the mind can grasp,
A language of abstraction, of pure thought,
A treasure of knowledge, that cannot be bought.

:: 03.01.2023 ::


Before A Kiss – Abstract Thoughts

In the depths of my mind, I spin,
Lost in a world of dream and din,
Where colors blend and thoughts begin,
A crazy, abstract world within.

The sky is red, the grass is blue,
The trees are singing, the flowers moo,
And all the creatures, strange and new,
Are dancing in a rainbow hue.

The sun is smiling, the moon is weeping,
The stars are laughing, the comets creeping,
The world is alive, but it’s not sleeping,
In my abstract mind, there’s no time for keeping.

The river flows, but it’s upside down,
The mountains dance, without a sound,
The clouds are soft, but they wear a crown,
And all around, there’s no solid ground.

I ride a bicycle made of air,
And sing a song without a care,
I float above a world so rare,
And dance with all the creatures there.

In this surreal world of mine,
There’s no limit to what I can find,
My imagination runs wild and divine,
A world of deep abstract and surrealism, so fine.

:: 02.28.2023 ::


Love’s Laughter

She stood before me, dressed in a sheer and delicate fabric,
as the towering trees outside brushed their leaves against the window,
almost tauntingly close.

I sat in my armchair, hands clasped tightly, watching her every move
with a mix of awe and longing.

Her petite feet, like works of art, trembled with pleasure on the floor.
As a stray beam of sunlight danced across her face, it illuminated her smile
and accentuated the curves of her body.

I leaned in and pressed my lips softly against her ankle, And she let out a soft,
musical giggle that filled the room.

Her laugh was like a symphony of sound,

And it made my heart skip a beat.

:: 02.28.2023 ::