I sail through the cosmos
blowing thoughts fly away...

the rustle of autumn leaves
lulled cats...

closed in time
I’m looking in memory...

tree bent over the water
looks at itself in a stream...

white horses jumped
from the black thoughts...

fairy fantastic Irish setter
wrapped in a dream...

languages of love
burn inside me...

cats at the table
purr at the poetry book...

I'm longing for my promised land
words fly free like birds...

In a rocking chair at the window
she was left alone tired...

subtle sounds and shapes
vanish in Your voice...

I'm looking at people
lost in the rushing universe...