buyat : the beat of life continues

fenced by the sky


the sky is the highest tower
tell me, who has
ever reached its summit?
you may set off,
but may never reach its loneliness
but down here
every morning promises the sun

cannot give up

time starts
when it ends no one knows
what is engraved
is not my story alone

stay or go
they say
but i cannot
give up hope

the burden

the foam caressing the shore
is the warmest greeting,
like a friend extending his hand

let our boats sail free
don't burden it with past hope


the estuary of the heart

when i touch its freshness
i feel there is an estuary downstream
while hope lives upstream
and everyday we scatter it,
with a smile

maybe tomorrow

we are still here
and we will continue
to twist the rope
not just today
or yesterday but also tomorrow