stop wait
now slowly
ever so slowly
move to the rhythm
of a handpan
celestial sound
coming out of
that precious ufo
shaped instrument
blissed
exploding inside
healing the cells
in the place of music
divine melody
in sync
stagnant energies
leaving the body
fresh new air
filling the lungs
alive
staying present
in this minute
experience
cheerful joy
vibrating
peace
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days seem too short
time encapsulated
magic of the forest
where each tree needle
fell to the ground
without a sound
sitting around a bonfire
listening to the crackling
of the wood sap
eyes absorbing flames
cheeks and palms
shades of hot pink
reflecting on the past days
hours and years blend
into one infinitive mass
past present and future
only fictitious concepts
piercing through space
moments ago God’s child
now just a grey nomad
well behaved adult
following written rules
the wisdom hidden
behind thick curtains
innocence dissipated
like a smoke of the fire
only distant smile remains
so fragile and deep
you would almost miss it
in a blink of an eye
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Be it what may
It’s a public holiday
Perhaps you didn’t know
Choc eggs are not the go
In the land of my birth
They celebrate rebirth
The son of a chippy
Himself bit of a hippie
Barefoot he walked
Savings he talked
To anyone afflicted
Full healing predicted
Noble values and morals
Dissolved all quarrels
Then he spoke of salvation
Through his family relation
His words fell on dead ears
Forsaken by his peers
Undergone a foot soak
Last dinner was a joke
Burdened by a chunky wood
Nobody then understood
Didn’t put up a fight
Staying true to his light
Having had a strong will
His message remains still
Come on now it is not funny
To celebrate the Easter Bunny
Hot buns with sweet white cross
Compensate for greater loss
Thorny wreath and bunch of nails
The devil is in details
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trading time for money
energy limited resource
house built on debt
family of ghosts
hamster in a wheel
the endless run
wiped out all the
left over wits
river within its banks
carving the rocks
running its course
without fail
life like a river
seeping away
from us all
sooner than later
shaping us by the flow
nothing stays the same
only change remains
for eternity
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