The Muddle

When I learn how to walk straight,
You push me to the left,
When everything is right,
You pull me back and take me to the side...

With tears...
With smiles...
With sweats...

With everything that I have,
I learn...I experience...I persevere,
Believing I'll survive...

I still believe...

Yet...you took away the ground...
Should I swim?
Or fly?

Either way,
I've leave all the baggage that weighing me down,
I've given up all those that I love,
As much as the one I detest...

Yet..the journey is still far...

Beaten up, torn apart,
Pieces of me sewn back,
With your guidance and comfort,
To this otherwise muddle soul...

But I might not make it this time...

Can I wish for a nest?
A refugee...
An escape ...
Just for a while...

Somewhere...
Where one can sit and smile to the sun...
With birds flying on a blue blue sky...

Patience

If you show patience, I'll rid you of this virtue
 
If you fall asleep, I'll rub the sleep from your eyes
 
If you become a mountain, I'll melt you in fire
 
And if you become an ocean, I'll drink all your water



Rumi 

The North Moon

Shining bright...

A blue night...

Never once experience before...




 Sundsvall,Sweden

the spot

tainted with hate,

spoiled by love,

a Soul,

yearning to purify,

looking for the white lies,

so scared,

so alone,

so confuse,

a Soul,

just want to smile,

just want to heal,

just want to be...

once a peaceful being...

Light of Prague

Quiet light...

Dwell by the antique road...

Of old shops and scary dolls...

As we walk past the quiet road,

Life of light, unconsciously...
ready to unfold...

Moon smile...

I asked him..."do you miss me?"
He said " yes...of course i do"
And I ask again..."how much?"
He would always said "as much as u did dear..."

I was silly...
and he was lying...

Then, he finally admit...
He sometimes didn't miss me...
back then...
Those words are just an escape...
The easier way, a safer place...

My reality was different then...
It was filled with flying fairies and perfect pony...

He smiles...
and I chuckled a little bit...

"It's ok not to miss me..."

Now i look at the star...
Then smile at the moon...