After reading about the death of  Tadeusz Różewicz(1921-2014)

The poet doesn't depart

with the last breath,

but with the last reader.

Even a papyrus hidden

in sand keeps alive

the poet.

What can be read

is not gone,

just waiting

a reader

to come and

hear the poet's voice.

28.04.2014

Humanity will be saved

when all humans

learn to treat every other

human

as a human being.

23.04.2014

April morning

and the birds are singing

their courtship songs,

announcing the countless generations

they shall bring forth

from the eggs

of the coming summer.

23.04.2014

Bright light of late morning,

fresh wind under blue sky

and the birds sing

their courtship melodies.

April of the early spring.

23.04.2014

Life is what matters,

the exuberant flourish of it,

not the individuals

that it manifests itself through,

elemental and essential

yet also the foam

at the shore

of the four billion year old ocean.

23.04.2014

Said the day:

I'm going now,

but my lingering light

shall guide you

into the night

and the night

will embrace you

until we see again.

23.04.2014