changing seasons

Collect autumn leaves in the Summer
Let the seeds germinate in the crisp snow
The floods will wash all the fruits ashore
Our hands will smell of grass and tangerines

ghost stories

gravity

Ramadan begins

There's hidden sweetness in the stomach's emptiness.
We are lutes, no more, no less. If the soundbox
is stuffed full of anything, no music.
If the brain and belly are burning clean
with fasting, every moment a new song comes out of the fire.
The fog clears, and new energy makes you
run up the steps in front of you.

Be emptier and cry like reed instruments cry.
Emptier, write secrets with the reed pen.

------- Rumi

gossiping birds

The winds swift gust
Quiet talks and secrets shared
Giggles from foliage
Whispers from branch to branch
Those gossiping birds
All stood still for that moment
On a warm summer day
When we kissed
On the board walk inscribed with names
Where we forget where we were

sail away with me

when can we sail away, my love
i cant swim and im terrified of the water
but my love, when can we sail away

the pact we made

when you've gone this far
its hard to come back