Karin's Cabin

There's a lodge on the hill

and it's buried in snow

it's a home to awake

 

it's a home for lost souls

where a family's born

at an opulent meal

 

halved oranges glow

the pomegranates reveal

a cluster of crimsons

a still life come true

nothing that we are lacking

nothing that we could lose

 And exstatic laughter is filling the air

a baroque celebration

under gold chandeliers

Stars enlighten the passage in the night

where the moon is radiating

everything will ignite

like the fireworks guiding us in a new year

the corona in colours so bright in the sphere -

delirious dancing beyond the dimensions

a festive sensation of our existence.

Pardonner

Et conserver mon humanité,

 du caprice et de la volonté, 

qui sont aussi amers parfois,

 mais ne m'oublient pas jamais encore;

 Dans moments de souffrance,

 des privations aussi,

 ou des fils d'hommes qui m'ont utilisé,

 qui vivent hautain mais sans dignité, 

je voudrais pardonner pourtant à la fin.

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And preserve my humanity
from whim, will and mercy,
 which may be bitter at times
but still never forgets me;
In times of despair, of deprivation too,
from children of man who exploit to make do,
who are living with pride but without amend,
 I still want to forgive after all in the end.

Prairies

Moving on to unkonwn prairies

without nostalgia

to unwritten stories.

Inquisitive striving
with eager adjustment.
Prosperous progress
to abandon the custom.

Ready to scout

and eager to spot

 yet pristine paths

in fairness throughout.

Leaving the past behind

gently and light
with crystal clear thoughts in mind
evolving in time.

With attention to details
and lucid awareness
reframing the presence
for a future of blessings.

Moving on to unkonwn prairies

without nostalgia

to unwritten stories.

Almost A Star

How lucky you are

that you're almost a star!

Everyone knows you,

you've made it so far!

You don't even have to
mention your name.

These are the peaks of
unlimited fame.

Immortal forever,

everyone will remember

what you have accomplished 

after frantic endeavour.

Such great contributions -

to mankind, and more:

trendsetting flair and fashion galore!

Just how you express
that you're able to read

the signs of your subculture
is so unique.

It's deserving respect

that you truly are,

so lucky to be

almost a star!

Natural Responses

Our eyes are sparkling not of love 

but the excitement of

the natural responses that our bodies send

we do understand 

that every now and than you've got to let it go

sometimes you've got to 

take hold of the moment that

presents itself in gifts unwrapped

Ethereal Jaunts

Everything around us is looking like it's real

no meta-level here, let's forget the theory

everything we care about is only what we feel

the mind is on holiday when our bodies meet

we're travelling

to places so far

ethereal jaunts

to the moon and the stars

Human, All Too Human

Human, all too human,
in our concious debris
Human, all too human,
won't allow us to see.

By the grade that we embrace
the fraud fabrications deceptive disgrace we
dignify our genuine state,
denial of desire in the face of fate.

In infinite loops
of progress and retreat
we're wasting ourselves
just too scared to be free.
Tepid contentment
full of compromises,
passionless routine
though we could make advances.

Meaningless objects to fill empty spaces
within ourselves but it never suffices.

By the grade that we embrace
the fraud fabrications deceptive disgrace we
dignify our genuine state,
denial of desire in the face of fate.

Human, all too human,
in our conscious debris.
Human, all too human,
won't allow us to see.

Fragmented Intentions

Fragmented intentions is given some sense

'till foreordination breaks down to base bits.

Epiphanies unveil repeated attempts

to capture intangible, looping the wits.

Realizations that merely show

how much there is out there

how little I know.

Autopilot Regression

Excessive thoughts

though just ineffective

Cause always the same

Without sense and aim

Therefore no resolving

Metamorphosis repeating

In circles revolving

Ever searching for meaning

Without a connection

To outer occasions

Neglecting key questions

Autopilot regression

Self-inflicted ego

Twixt micro and macro

Constant antagonism

Between foolery and reason.