To Serve

"The perfect blossom
is a rare thing.
You could spend your life looking for one,
and it would not be a wasted life.
They are all perfect!"

*** 

Today,

yes,
today I did remember

those very old memories in me...
when I held The Sword,
at the Age of warrior
on the Land of rising Sun..

I remembered in me,
The Honour in
the Blade I wore,
the sign of dignity, of freedom
on the Land of rising Sun

I reminded
what meant
to pay for mistakes
with my life...
to protect that was important

I remembered...

I still carry it
in my Heart
yet my mind has forgotten

so I've been deceitful
in so many ways
in so many days

And my Soul is ill
and crying
for the honour
I once knew
I once wore

Today I reminded..

the Time,
on the land
of Rising Sun

I found my Blade
once again

***

"I believe man does he can
until his destiny reveals to him."

***

So I reclaim my sword

it says now:
"I belong to the warrior
in whom the old ways
has joined the new."

And so be it!

Varrode lugu...

Ghost time...

when there is a time

when everything,
absolutely everything...

is too much,
overwhelming...

you!
you feel like this...
crazy.. not knowing 
what's going on...

and you retreat...
because it is too scary... too obvious...
limiting too much you freedom...!

but,
you know...

you
touched something...
spacious, dangerous,
eternally yours..
but you tired
too weary...

yet so deeply profoundly,
beautifully genuine...

you...
real you
never felt like this
about you
about me...

you... it is you...

the other tried
the dark,
weary, old, wounded you,
it tried,
to push you over the edge...

and there you were
lost in the 
confusion

naked.. untouched,
completely shaked,
very, oh god.. very moved..

completely fucked 
to the heaven...
and you felt it all..
I felt it all
surely I did..!

and then..
and you ran away..

Oh yeah,

well done, well done
indeed
this is for the best
all good memories,
remain...

running away is better
than surrendering...
because staying means
dissolving into boredom
of numbing
into
day-to-day

because

dilution is much worse.

and the...!

and in fact..

none of this matters anymore..

it's done..!

it's the past!
we are the past..
a memory in each other's memory.

I hate you...
I love you eternally

(I think you know that already, don't you?)

Ma tulen et Olla

 Ma tulen, et olla

näha Päikese tõusu
Näha, kuidas Ta Loojub
tunda ja kogeda
Aja Heldust
Heldet Aja Kulgu

vahel on nii ...
nii, et kriibib sügavalt...
Kõikjal ikka õilmitseb

Vahel on nii
et mina Nutab
Mu Süles

on see siis
imeline kohtumine
on see siis
Avaneja avanev kestvus

Rõõm Aja Helduse Embusest

Lihtsat Armastuse kestev Kohalolu
keset varje ja valgust
keset loomet ja loodut
keset ennast ja kõike

Kohtumine loodu teadvusega
isetehtud teadvusega
ja seal on see hurm
Seal on see HURM

Osaduse Suur Ime

Teadvuse kestev Lugu

Wind's walkin and me with!

Wind's walking
in the air, 
through and through,
long  distances...

where you come?
and go, where?
I missed you well!
your breath's
so smooth.

and here you are
again
blowing me
blowing me
blowing me
away from... ,
to the ..!

here I am
with you,
wind, again
in constant
LOVE

How beautiful 
your breath Is
I feel inside,
around me well

So you go...

Kui Maa suudles Kuud

Sel ööl, säravas...
Nii paljut avanes.
vaatasin Su poole.

Me vaated Ühtisid
Vaatasin Su poole!
Kui kaua? Nii kaua!

Ja ometi alati koos...
ning ikkagi -
puutumuse puudus.

Ja ometi -

Su kohalolu,
Mu pimeduse valgus,
Mu tunde-elu,

Tõusud Mõõnad.
nii ikka on,
olnud ikka,
küllap jääb ka nii.

as the Earth kissed the Moon

Su kohalolu
Tunnen kestvalt
Ometi

Sel ööl Sind nägin
eriliselt, teisiti
Su vaatus
minu tundeid puutus

Mu süda avanes
Las olla luules
las olla ülelendvas tuules
Las olla kõiges

Las Olla kõiges
Õiges

Clair de lune, beautiful blindness of Light

Life's So beautiful
in So many strange ways
can not waste it
for believing something
that I am not.

I am everything
because that is what I am
everything

because there is no me
but the strangeness 

of appearances and glimpses

of genius
of failure
of shame
of constant Love 

and things and happenings
and people and wind

and 

stream of Life
I have a feeling

that is me

so, I am everywhere
at once
like the light of the Moon

CLAIR DE LUNE

you can find me falling

 the Day
This very.. THE DAY
I .. we 
well, when met
here, first time ever...

I could not watch you
did you see?
I could not...
to give away
that I found you
That I ..
this very remembrance
of you!

so I fell
keep falling since
so deep 
is this
memory of
memory of feeling

I got -
of the hole,
emptiness
that was suddenly 
so full

Find me falling
again :)
you can

I still am on wait.