flowers:asking me on sex, one answer

flowers

especially

i liked the women

selling flowers,

young and smiling

with inviting hips

and supple arms,

i asked them out

after work

then the scent 

of roses and musk

mixed in voluptuous

laziness and the

slowness of sex

when you hold 

your breath

to stop time

and i asked the 

pharmacist, the nurses,

the supermarket

lady who took my 

cash and my voice,

a vibrating in her eyes,

a joy of life,

anticipation, adventure 

and i went to book stores

with sunglasses,

and the ladies

wanted to know me,

they started to blush

or an impudent stare,

i was deceivingly soft

and a little weird, as needed

and time after time

in lust and wet kisses

i felt only well

when there was laughter

and when i could 

sleep after

without the wish

to have breakfast alone

or i got bored

and escaped with excuses

nobody could believe:

such is greed,

ending with disgust,

and still,

i could never

get enough

until i knew

how to see.

what i wish:

this i cannot 

ask nor take, it is to

give and be given,

to happen in its

own good time

it is love.

note: but then this i knew for long,

very long

choice is questionable

on a t-shirt

today:

if nothing goes right,

go left

one side a wall

i cannot climb,

the other a minefield

and hungry crocodiles

a storm blowing

in my face,

i cannot turn

because.

i tread slowly

but firm

to hold at least

my ground

hail breaks my specs,

i stumble,

but still

i walk on

when i fall

here alone

i die:

i don't want to.

because.

Anders Beer Wilse , 20th century Photography ,Norway

Un Sueño en la Floresta - Berta Rojas ( Barrios )

hope, Thich Nhat Hanh

"Hope is important because it make the present moment less difficult to bear.  If we believe that tomorrow will be better, we can bear hardship today."

There are as many ways to unhappiness as we care to find

as long as we cannot believe in happiness.

We cannot hold the moment, but we can either enjoy it or at least courageously meet it.

A way is a way, we can see it as bad or just walk: it does not mean we HAVE to walk into a trap.

dreams

waking

from first sleep,

seen in a mirror

butterflies across waves,

hidden springs

in dried out valleys

covered with broken

twigs and salt,

a snake dreaming

in golden grass,

motionless lizards

guarding stones,

a wind of light

caressing caves

and sleepy dogs,

tickling ants

carrying their eggs,

moving the shadow of

a cloud in the desert,

crystallized energy

marking possible birth

and tracks in the sand:

i must have stopped

breathing