Submissions by RosebudTempter

You are like cherry blossoms floating along a stream of water that tastes like honey harvested from cherry blossom nectar with pebbles and rocks made of lollipops
If a brain scan was done every time I rest my eyes on you
It would look like fireworks on the machine

I breathe from Nirvana,
The source of breath from which peace in all things flow,
From the springs of the breath of Nirvana condenses the waters and wines of the sweetest joy, that is present in children, often lost in adults

I bowed my head in reverence to the One who is Within me
And it was Dejavu when the two springs of peace  and joy
Flowed within me, for the first time since I was a boy

I will make my voice sing in the frostbitten spring
And sing forlorn songs in the barren wood
The barren wood that has not responded to the Sunlight’s fertile songs

The winds’ gloomy breeze calls forth memories of winter’s past crimes
And the deceptively depressed blue skies expose the earth’s lies

Why does the Spring sing Gregorian chants ?
And why does the heart string break at the sight of Nature’s dance ?


Blood was shed on the white of the snow
Pain was spread from above to below