Words are not just words
they are kisses
on the lips of silence
that speak of your essence

Wednesday, April 20, 2011



My palm on your palm
All our memories
Are now flowing in the same lifeline
Those times when we felt alone
Are now gone

[Vesna 2011]

Monday, April 11, 2011

Love Birds

Oh how do I kiss thee?
I have no lips
My beak is tough

Oh how do I hug thee?
I have no hands
My claws are rough

I know, I know!
I’ll sing
My song is Love


Saturday, April 2, 2011

April Snow Meditation

April Snow Meditation
Is it true?
Can we prove it?
Every snowflake, is it really unique?
We can set up the lab,
we can write the software,
we can experiment, measure and decide
and maybe even earn a prize for all that work.
Or we can just…Believe.