The pilot is still hot From life Memories Scratch him like stars But the fields grow dark The sun gets caught in a barn The wheat stalks lower Their heads And as the pilot still flies Through the dust of the world The lakes underneath Go deep to no bottom. My friend told me he…

The mind creates magnetic fields Within what do they live? They live in the truth The truth is everywhere And it is the only thing That cannot be destructed Therefore It is not a thing Trees grow from the earth They eat the earth and drink water They soak the sun They breath the air…

There was some noise in his mind He saw something He read About a man Ancient drawings And faces And there was the pain The lack of sleep The struggle He turned to peace And out of nowhere From far and from close Softly touching Orbs of air Or softer than that Came He closed…

Birds can fly They are not afraid of heights A bough Is a home for them Sometimes they would fight for a good one Then they’d sleep Almost standing Birds start to sing Even before the sun arrives Birds are soft And hard And I What is hard and what is soft In me? What…

The mountain range is dreaming It throws little lakes around And casts reflections In ochre and purple When the sun goes down To meet the mountains The mountains cry To the sky And the other little mountain Alone at the side Oh, Is in awe The pain in my feet is hard to take. The…

All the questions that we have Lead us to one final question And all the power that our questions have Comes from leading us to this The question is: Who am I? Or what am I? And there is no answer to this question Because we are the freedom To be as we wish Or…

My old brother sits in the room of our childhood The trees in the yard Move slightly in the wind Inside of his body The clouds, one big one small Throw a ball between them A picture that he made one summer Still hangs And every step that he took Upon the reddish earth of…

A rock and a shadow Stand on the flexible green And a cloud comes To cover them It turns out The shadows have been going on From far in the past And into the future Unfinished life forms have only to ascend As the blue haze is hinting To come to a place Of peace…

I would like to add something to the previous entry. In the composition there are two spots that have some uniqueness, some characteristics that are different from everything else in the picture. These are: the area that looks somewhat like a head with dots inside and the area that represents the pain. Here they are:…

Thoughts go right Feelings aim left White is all around Red is where it hurts And if this makes you want to ask Let the questions go Sink instead To where the questions come from. I’ll go line by line in the end. But first I’ll say this: The poem is how I read the…

In the beginning there was a face With jugged lines As if hacked From a Redwood tree Then the forehead From which the stories came cleared up And you could see the endless sky And you could see the forest As it hugged the flowing waters Carving their path in the earth From ice to…

I close my eyes And let the not-body see My body can be found afloat among the houses, tables, pencils, thoughts Emerging from the ground of allI move between my feelings and my pen As if I fly From dream to dream Myself has turned to air. I let everything go. My attention goes to…