Puzzled by how day goes by

Puzzled by how day goes by
my mind slides ---
into the shadows of lazy afternoon
pondering
another page of blank journal…

Savannah, Georgia

While rivers running through swamps
Blues
wanders along streets
softens sweaty shadows of oaks ---

Storms came and went
Oh Georgia
as humid as southern rain
my memory vaporizes
like Jazz
hovering above Savannah

Heather

Ignored her intense desire for the rainbow
Heather, waved to the late evening rain
buried her face
into
a deeper green

Callas

She reached an altar
the ultimate stage of the reason
She stripped off the ornament
the beautified dress of God

She transformed the message from Devil
to the rite of sanctity
She revealed the truth
the naked truth
a flawless soul
forged through
inferno ---

Oh Callas!
Soprano!
the height
that human can ever reach…

Pushed by some blue

Pushed by some blue

my dream swirls ---

Attention shifts

between dusk and dawn

my thoughts run

into

the comfort of

a raindrop

After a thinker stripped off his own statue

After the thinker stripped off his own statue
Beauty, stepped into inferno
embraced condemned souls
with grace

Let me…

Let me
lie down like ocean
sleep for thousands years
embrace the history
with my turbulent waves

Let me
stand up like the Sun
wake up stars
spread my energy
to the end of universe

Let me
explode my love
like volcano
melt the whole sky
with the heat, that melts the steel

Let me
fly to a height
where I can have the God’s view
reach the eternity
dissolve myself
Into
sky blue

When memory becomes …

When memory becomes landscape
I want to be the wind
travel with the ocean wave
When memory becomes forest
I want to be the sunshine
bury my face inside the golden leaves
When memory becomes music
I want to be a drum
inspire you
dancing with the ocean wave
and I will be the wind again
chasing every step of your move
When memory becomes you
I want to be the air
surround you
hold you tight
breathe you
turn
into
you

White Buffalo

There is time
keeps us still
There is space
let us flow
There is music
keeps us silent
There is silence
let us explode

There is snow
glowing under the Moon
where there is a buffalo
white as snow
There is an Eagle
hovering above the Moon
where there is Beauty
(makes us) to die for…