Not On Sale

On sale—

a single piece

in the world

I was told—

nobody's buying it

as it wouldn't fit

the decor

the world needs

The piece itself

didn't want

to be on sale

It wanted to be felt,

understood,

recognised

A single piece

it will remain

and exist as it is—

but it won't be on sale

Combined Pace

I wait for the seven horses

with their silent gallop

I want to feel their presence

for a short time

before they disappear

Horses they are

yet their combined pace

feels like that of a single tortoise—

elegance with a silent pause

Drifting Slipper

A slipper

gently flows down

the river

like a paper boat

As I stand in the middle

of the river

with water above my knees

the slipper drifts towards me

Worried that it might

slip through the currents—

I carefully hold it

as if I've rescued

something delicate

This memory keeps

returning

year after year

as if trying to say something

Beyond Words and Smiles

What makes someone

cute, lovely,

beautiful?

Is it something we only know

when we feel it?

A child says I’m cute

not because I am cute—

it’s the inner vibe she feels,

the comfort of being around

that makes me cute to her

Nature is beautiful

not for beauty alone—

it’s what awakens in us

while being around

the trees,

the mountains,

the ocean,

the rainbow,

the clouds,

the sky

that makes it beautiful

Someone seems lovely

not simply because of appearance—

it’s the small things

the hidden gems

the quiet recognition

the silent alchemy

the click that’s felt

that makes them lovely

Good or bad—

beautiful or not—

we can’t hide

who we are

for too long

It reveals itself

sooner

than later

Sometimes we can’t act

despite the revelation—

that something wasn’t right

Other times we fail

to recognise

the beauty

hidden beyond

words and smiles

Fireflies

Night garden

Petals alight

Flight of fireflies

Wrong Turn

I accidentally took a wrong turn while driving to somewhere. I then had to take a different route to my destination. That really unsettled me for a while. I totally lost track of everything on the street, although the street was familiar to me.

A wrong turn on the road

felt like a wrong turn in life

It hit me hard

for reasons unknown

Blinded by the turn—

it took a bit to recuperate

and turn back the wheel

Beyond Stolen Moments

My heart goes lively

when our visions lock

I feel a sensation

in my fingers

moving back and forth

through my heart

A lovely feeling

of finding us at ease

with silence,

without a single word

I still adore

the moments of transition

when your smile disappears

and reappears

on a glowing screen

Those moments—

like a picturesque lake

in still quietness,

never fail to

touch me quite deeply

I don't want our moments

to feel stolen anymore

I want them to feel

intentional,

chosen,

and softly kept between us

Seven Horses

Stretched bow in rainlight

Seven horses ride the sky

With rain they vanish

Today a Little More

I like it

when you ask me

if I’m okay

I like it

when you said

it was important to you

Today I love you

a little more than

yesterday

Magic Glasses

My magic glasses

saw you

in a different light

I saw more of you

I saw through your

outer layers—

believe it or not

I saw you laugh

I saw you smile

I saw you being happy—

that’s what I saw

more of you