събота, 1 октомври 2022 г.

3 poems by Jurgen Uiterdijk, Netherlands

 282, 36, beggar

Too many without a name


For too many no fame


And the falcon is wondering


Is there nothing to claim?


I have my prey even when I pray


To practice in need


What’s their deed


What should I say?


The beggar was once a baby


Kind of being a beggar too


But different


Parents take care


***


282, 33, exclusive

What is exclusive when you have access to the heart


Incredible inclusive in my point of view


In return of the giants


Between the moon and the sun


Between the words of the past


Elementary light through darkness


***


282, 31, be touched

The touch of the breath is light


Cosmic wholeness


In the breath to breath


I wonder are you the cosmic dancer too


The river is still waiting for an extra drop of water


She can’t wait for the extra tears you want to loose


All is love in forgiving


And pain will be released


Relevant is knowing


You have been touched in every breath you take


Wonder you, you wonder


Miracles happen



"The stairs to the rocky monastery Aladzha", photo by Dessy Tsvetkova







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