Spring is blooming and I can only realise I am among those who walk their autumn during spring times. I always thought it was reversed, I surely walk my spring during fall times. I never really thought about it the other way around…. But it does make sense: one can’t go without the other. How could I hope for two springs when everyone else only has one? … More Frühjahrsmüdigkeit
life is only a matter of departures partitions abandons
of griefs
more or less tiny more or less real more or less vivid
since even seasons die one after another
eat each other
since even spring
the Earth and Sky’s blossom
is doomed to vanish before summer … More Beginning(s)
Steeling last afternoon hours
Fleeing from the cool nights
Dodging Sunday’s crowd
And smell fresh cut grass … More Seeking Spring
A sparkle is springingflame of lifestrength of everythingstrongly burning inside youfrom youlike a power coming from nowhereto go where you can know yetIt’s like a promise for tomorrowa promise for nowfull of enthusiasm and dreams of foolishness and truths not quite risen to consciousness You disrupts insideimpatient and wildconfident and informed in order to only … More Blossom
Fleeting Wor(l)ds 