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JUST LIKE THAT

What is – is.
That’s the crux of the matter.

How it is and how it feels
– it doesn’t matter.

EVENING PRAYER

Oh, yes,
my lovely, lovable,
beloved one,
I’m returning
to Your arms.
Hold me
warmly and gently,
and kiss “good night”
when I close
my eyes.

HOMO SAPIENS

Who am I?

It seems:
I’m the one
who dreams
(im)possible dreams.

“CYCLE-NER”

When I’m
a young offshoot
– tend to me.
When I am
a tender bud
– just watch me.
When I am
a ripe fruit
– eat me.

And save the seed.

In Your soil
it will sprout
one day
and re-incarnate
again.

LULLABY

Honey,
I don’t know
what to do
with you.
Neither
can I have you
nor
can I live
without you…

“Just love me”
doesn’t work:
I do,
I love you
– do you love me?!
I can’t go on
just watching
– like a ripe fruit
you’re dangling
in front of me
and I am: hungry.
Hungry for love
and hungry
for your loving.

I guess I don’t know
what to do
with me:
how to appease
my need?!
Somehow,
the fact
that you are happy
is not enough,
not as satisfying
as you may think.

Maybe because
I am not
as happy.
For you
beeing seen
is sufficient,
but not for me.
– I want to feel
your love
all around
and within;
I want you
to not only get
but also to give.

You have
all of me:
I see you,
I adore
and worship you,
and I yearn
to surrender
to your giving.

I guess
that is also
selfish.

Oh, Lord,
where is the end
to this misery
and suffering?

Will I ever be
self-sufficient
and complete?
In what
and how
will I find peace?

I know, I know,
not in any “you”
but – in me:
as long as
there’s the duality,
the ease
can’t even begin…

Well,
I already am
me:
this living body;
this lively mind;
a soul
that is still
a mistery…
Instead of you
I must watch
this me:
how interesting,
how sweet
and how lovely!
In me
is the cause
and the effect
of all longing.
In me
is the beginning
and the end
of every possibility.

Close your eyes,
little girl,
go back to sleep;
create
and dissolve
your own dreams.
Be a Goddess;
be a queen.
Give and get
exactly as you want
and realize:
you may have
no “need”.

CENTERING

Neither
the object of my trust
nor
the source of my consolation
may be
outside of me.

“In me”
– i.e.,
(in) my memory
is: He.

INEQUALITY

In every case
there is a clause:
your style
is better than mine.
Because it’s
– yours!

SAD MOOD

Ba’ba’, come close,
I want to whisper
in Your ear
the secret
even I fear
to hear:

I am stuck in,
my dear Lord,
and can’t leap
out of a sorrow
too deep
to keep.

UPLIFTERS

You are so great,
greater than the sky…
yet Your feet
tread through the dust
to help every flower
feel like a little star.

Oh, Lord, I want,
I also want to be like that:
to share all my jewels
and make others glisten,
from this moment
till my final death.

DIVINE JUSTICE

Sometimes
the “insane”
are kinder
and more humane
than the “sane”.