A bilingual (English & Romanian) personal journal of more or less rhyming thoughts.
Giving voice to soulsDriven by muddy scripturesWeeds of dusted books
The music killsThe monsters withinMonsters without
Half moonlightIn search of its halfGlimpse of a pond
How many stepsIt takes to be wiseWalking backwards
Thousand stones may flyUpon a morning’s glorySinking with the past
Don’t walk the roadsWith a heart brokenLay down the steps
Beauty may speakIn a heart's meaningsNuances of blue
A ceaseless flightOver the whole pondGold fish’s dream
Surrender the mindTo the cold silence withinThe sunrise whispers
A mind may wonderUpon a word's truthfulnessA circle's footsteps
When the wind blowsThere goes the silenceWings spread open
Where does one startWhen hearts feel a fireScent of life's smoke
The long way homeFeels heartbeats closerWith each summer
Waiting for springIt isn't a winterLying between
A leaf of an oakReturning to same strong rootsWhen the autumn calls
Magnolia blossomsSpike an autumn skyShort bewilderment