Philo Poesie

Beloved Muses

our sounds shall call to you
...

Inner peace gives you answers
to unresolved questions
that you thought
needed to be answered
...

The higher the expectations
the higher the hurdles
over which happiness must jump
...

We still wanted to

pick wild berries in the forest
...

Beloved

my rose
...

When the cold north wind blew
I still gave you hope
soon we will
walk in the cherry blossom grove
...

Beloved stars
my beacon
on the shores of eternity
you glitter and sparkle
...

When you

stop marveling
...

A breath of wind

blowed across my cheek
...

She smiled

and what she said
...

When

every secret
...

We know little of wisdom
and those who could speak of it
are wise enough to remain silent
...

Go ahead

keep up the frenzy
...

So hurry, Selene

the sun has already risen
...