You mark and celebrate errors, transforming failures into successes.

Sun is a hearthstone, a merry-go-round of extinguished hearthstones.

Wisdomis in the insane asylums.The endis in the everyday-pale smiles

Shine and shimmer my Harvest Moon,illuminate the shadows in the sky.

when i speak to youi speak as thoughi am offering a rosein your hand.

lean in to kiss mein all the placeswhere the acheis the most special.

i am alwaysstalking you, my dear. with my thoughtsmy words.my breath.

This dwarf still observes the world from his own self-imposed height.

Creators of history always play with our impotence and our ignorance.

Now that we are all so smart, we don’t easily find resolutions.

He did not profess to anybody how to reach others without professing.

We hear only our own voices, still echoes returning to our emptiness.

Daisy, simple and discreet flower,That earned the heart of this poet.

i would rather havefeelings without wordsthan words without feelings.

love was never meant to bejust a metaphorbetween the pages of poetry.