The clouds by day, the stars by night,
may seem to call my name.
But cold indifference in their voice,
forever is the same.
...
Black sky, what secret
do you mask
beyond the farthest stars,
...
Within the riptide, hope creates a heaven;
for in that moment, death is near.
The sand, that slips beneath my feet,
is telling me I cannot run away.
...
Go slowly like a cat
that flirts and rubs
and sits upon my lap
then purrs without delay
...
it's always good to know
you are there if life goes wrong
we never do outgrow
...
her eyes
beyond the beauty of the rose
were yet soft petals
of devotion
...
I had a wish to find the reddest rose
the dream of love
a blossom without thorns
...
My generation is passing on,
but before we all depart,
I have a silent wish for us,
a ‘good luck' from the heart.
...
I am lost in the woods where the path is a maze,
and still I will stay till the sun starts to fade,
where no one can find me in shadow and haze,
with safety of darkness to come to my aid.
...