K.
the end of Summer.
different.
beautiful.
and beautiful work of her hands.
reason a spark from
the beating of our hearts.
I am awake before dawn to
hear your voice.
since through the grandeur and beauty of the creatures
we may, by analogy, contemplate their Author.
since he was the very source
of beauty that created them.
silent, long talks
in the forest.
the shape of
my childhood memories.
It has been written…
since the beginning of time.
a drop of light.
meadows like the oceans.
Jakbym był posłany, żeby wchłonąć jak najwięcej barw, smaków, dźwięków, zapachów, doświadczyć wszystkiego, co jest udziałem człowieka (…)
soft and bright
your morning lights.
‘This is your mother’
Przemieszałem się z nim pastwiskiem ptaków.Każda żyłka mego ciała jest dnemlekkiego oceanu.