#9

There is a reason to give and to go
All of the temptations of every each
The fingers that smoothly feeling will teach
And give every touch their intimate first glow
Every reason beyond in the new flow
That comes like an echo of clouds breeze blow
The roots of the morning that to your reach
Colors your ways and some shades bleach
Little words sending into the found heart
Like flames that do flicker before they're lost
Each the gusting on flowing with their rampart
The memories twisted inside and tossed
Each the future of hope that comes here still
Moments of luck the hours thereon fulfill

#8

Come here into the night of distances Farwell
The seraphs are trooping on and on all there
In its long forgotten road of its many foretell
The moments they come and go in their blare
Clouds of many moods the kisses beyond
With the whimpering footsteps that you see
Stopping of the rivers that flowed on and donned
Into mystic of the everlasting deep sea
Where have you been in your wandering days?
What have you seen with these flowing dim eyes?
The night is so different in its many ways
Unseen to the most what in outset there lies
Roads are going forth for the travels to go
Into other moments - another row!

#7

Night after night there's time going somewhere
With eyes close I see darkness there within
Craving something of its variable own kin
Beautiful sights going sometime to its own sphere
With the whole thing distant still in its blear
Life that was and now's lost into twilights spin
Flowers all closed of deep empty and sin
Sowing its kernels born from the dark near
More than water going lighter and lighter
Seeking their way of uncertain flora
Like the gust of few moments going by
Lying in the likeness turning inside tighter
The ongoing streaming in the veins aura
Enigmatic ways through the endless sky

#6

Rain drops falling softly onto untruth
Wandering ways of every occasion
And bring in the flowing forward's spring youth
Take out and sweep every old abrasion
Water keeps still exquisite moments bounds
That soon will find the vaults and they divide
To have again the flowing occurring grounds
Which begun to rise with the in coming tide
Every outline is together for always
In deep dark clouds or the empty vast sky
Of which its one is looking to amaze
Bring their freshness to the splendid new rye
Have not the fair for a month of Sundays
Inside of each growth are withering ways

#5

Each the color garden summer of bloom
Crossing the way to the serene of blue
Up to the sky and there drifting in new
Cloudlet moments that come airway with room
Roots of your beat - in the giving vacuum
Everything that is from inside and through
Fulfilled minutes tender flickers the new
Softly and smooth like the skin of your womb
Roses so red and the pinkly yellow on
Summer forest sunshine our dream beyond
Every spurring instant - not to be done
Footsteps from the night soon to be dawned
Love like a butterfly that to sky wings
Eternally on - in the heart there sings