horse thief

He is chasing me
as if i would have stolen
the village's horses
When all i have done
was point the way
towards freedom
and that every now and then
there comes a time
with the incredible joy
to make choices

bridges

i have always liked bridges
the view from between two world
the possibilities boiling below
in the nervous rivers
the changes and the oscillations
occurring with high frequency
for a few short seconds
and always have been
a little afraid to cross.

and yet my friend
most of the times
you sit on one bank
and i set on the other
and the bridge calls
for me to cross
once and again
so we can share
the solid ground
of understanding

i join you as you sit in the sand
still and thoughtful and silent
as a monument celebrating wisdom
and my thoughts come
to wrap around your shoulders
to keep you warm and protected
while gently braking the silence
with non words of turbulence
that adamantly flow about
reshaping who we are

- this one for Bushu

tree branches in winter

their beautiful naked arms
reached out to the sky
to the sun,
instead of crying of hunger
the leafless branches
found grace
in their dances

xmas poem #2

May you find light
in the heart of the dark;
May you find warmth
To melt any ice block;
May you find strength
To help you stand up
to any northeaster
That you meet on your path.


May sprouts of hope
Grow at the side of the road;
May you find joy
In the steps that you take;
May you find friends
To lend you their hands;
May you have enough luck
To give them some back

With a smile and a nudge

With a smile and a nudge 

With your hand you reached out

And together we have crossed

To the other side of fear

With joy we had started 

Planting the orchard 

That would turn wild fruits

Into foods for the free souls

And now how could you ask

If I am willing to cross back

Have patience, Don’t you see

How busy I am being free?

freedom rising

this is not about money
this is not about pride
this is about freedom
and the space to exercise it
this is about finally
feeling ready to grow up
gathering the courage
to stand up and create
this is about the love
they are ready to sweat for
the blood they are ready to bleed
the joy they are ready to receive
so back up when the young ones
Are ready and watch them  rising
they are not here for the taking,
they are here for building and giving.
give them the encouragement
and watch them rising
give them the teaching
they'll tear down the walls
of your fears anyways
give them the space
and give them the freedom
you better bet All the money
on the future, and the future
is them, this is not about you
but about what future shall bring
and the future is bright

the wizard and its magic carpet

with your hands
you've shown the path;
it lead away and it was wide
moreover if we looked again
it multiplied - and yet
under your spell
we were always coming back
towards the center that you made

with the way you walk
you have shown us
how to cross the bridge
and thus we made it
to the other side of fear.
And from your voice
we have learned the tone
of truth, its joyful ring
is now the only music
that we want to sing.

and all the little flowers
bend their heads today
towards your giant feet.
and we do hope that
you have also learned
that all your steps
you are allowed to take
because amongst them
all the little flowers worked
to weave your Flying carpet