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

Monday, September 23, 2013

Africa - John Coltrane




Morning Spirit



Awakening
As a spirit.
Shake off the bark of the ancient trees from the legs,
Animal fur from the shoulders;
Gently pick the flower petals from the lips,
And take the cloud and birds from the hair.
Open your closet and see what you’re going to wear today.

Vesna
 edited by A.C.

happy birthday J.C.