The sun
and rain
fall
together
~
the one
goes slow
the other
fast
~
they
will never meet
but
together
they
paint the sky
Day 1368, morning.
The winter cold
takes away
~
but will reveal
the grace
of morning sun
Day 1325, flames.
Even the sun
can
get out of bed
on the wrong
side
Day 1178, joy.
The sun opens
shining through the leafs
in a dark corner
a flower
for the first time
~
Inside
the joy
of seeing the world
the sun
is shared
by all
Nochrisis
Day 1163, reaching.
With no regards
for the world around
this little shoot
goes reaching
for the sun
in the shadows
of the past
this mighty structure
that gives
and takes
Nochrisis
Day 1159, after.
I don’t know
now I am opening
what the sun
after I sow
is going to bring
Nochrisis
Day 1142, sometimes.
In the corner
of where I live
the curtains open
regularly
to let in
the light
and
sometimes
the sun
Nochrisis
Day 1123, morning sun.
In the morning sun
I shine lately
till the earth turns
Nochrisis
Day 1119, the sun.
Stand still!
I am waiting
for the sun
Nochrisis
Day 1072, still water.
Sudden strong wind coming from the other shore form ripples on still water.
The sun has reached its highest point and is descending scattered in reflecting water.
From the bright light of midday, through the long shadows, it ends in dark red reflection on calmed water.
Nochrisis
Day 861, shadows.
The sun is too late
shrouded in drawn out shadows
it will never bloom.
Day 850, sunlight.
A stem between earth
the fleeing warmth of a star
a bearer of life.
Day 804, a thought.
Gathering the suns
essential ingredient
for life’s consciousness.
Day 796, rays.
Future horizon
promise rejuvenation
and I will open.
Day 792, opening.
