Welcome to a thing called the two doors.
Birth,
Death,
Rebirth,
Where the spirit of every animal could be sensed.
The llama,
The snake,
The bird in flight,
Predator and prey.
I saw a child crying from an insect bite and another one asleep in the arms of its mother.
God,
The dance so pure as to possess no color.
Beauty wets sorrow.
They are one in the same.
Coming of age.
Is it no wonder that you are who they say?
For when you came to me,
You were gentle and when you left me,
I cried.
For with the coming of life was my coming of age and what I perceive now will never be the same.
I am writing letters to the sky.
I am dying for something.
I feel vaguely,
But it's just out of reach.
I don't want anything to come between the sky and my heart.
This is why I trust the earth and love the sun.
My blood unites them with dreams and prayers.
The Virgin The Virgin spends long hours watching from her window.
There is no one there.
In her soul,
She sleeps with ghosts.
The moon roams in her heart.
White flowers bloom in the darkest night.
Love is a mystery.
It cannot be seen.
It brings us to our knees.
It closes our eyes.
It parts our lips with kisses.
As soft as does it speaks.
My love,
My innocence I gave to you,
Designed and offered for you.
My crescent star,
My endangered one.
Where is peace?
Asked the evil one.
In the eye of the storm answered I.
Dawn How come so badly the stranger comes to sit upon a stranger hill taken as a nestling from among the stars?
The sea divides,
Buried in its treasure.
The great desire for sound and spawn.
Might remain the quiet whispering of early dawn.
Love is a mystery.
It parts our lips with kisses.
It parts our lips with kisses.
My love,
My innocence I gave to you.
My crescent star,
An ancient voice calls me to sleep.
It brings me to rise between the misty hills and the pounding sea.
I'm lost in the misty hills.
I'm lost in the misty hills.
I'm lost in the misty hills.
I'm lost in the misty hills.
Where are you?
I behold diamonds and dust beneath my feet.
I behold the lavender sky and pale moon.
I behold green grass turning blue.
I behold infant stars being born.
I behold jasmine and pine.
Where are you?
I behold the green grass turning blue.
I behold the lavender sky and pale moon.
I behold the lavender sky and pale moon.
Where are you?
I behold the lavender sky and pale moon.
Where are you?
I behold the lavender sky and pale moon.
Where are you?
I behold the lavender sky and pale moon.
Where are you?
I behold the lavender sky and pale moon.
Where are you?
I behold the lavender sky and pale moon.
Where are you?
