A pair of scales

Vast croplands, indigo clouds
empty stomachs around a table being set
a single poppy before wind
morning's touch and evening's smell
random acts of kindness

There are sparks of truth in everything
ancient stories and today's cheers
mixed with laments
what is to tell other than life's beauties
and man's injustice to man

Piercing swords, sneaky bullets
someone's bigger slice, someone's smaller hopes
poorly silvered mirrors
stab the light
in the eye
 

The body of the universe

An unworldly wind brushes dew drops,
leaves tremble
an early morning bird screeches and the skies
crack open
flip pages, ink dries
rays of light beat the drums of the suns
that tumble down the temples
to reach the eyes
and pull down their curtains.

cohesion of aspiring dawn and longing dusk

whispering secrets to each other

effortless absorptions

wordless revelations

some realms known to none

materialise and become one
and disappears to appear again
disseminates along hair roots, finger tips
chest-elevating melody swings
geography's letters melt away
lava meets icy waters
scented smoke rises
intoxicates minds
absolute clarity follows

night's cape brushes the continents

rocks of all shades chip away
content.

magnetic colorful marbles

roll on the surface of skin cells
vibrating some unidentified flying emotions
gently.