Walk lightly and deploy thy wings fully when in
serving thy soul, for by far there is no guardian nor friend more loyal...
~~~
The only drunkenness 'spared of hangover' I know
of, is that of Poetry...
~~~
I am resuscitated between pages that turn backward
pages that stand still and I live in the pages to be...
~~~
Like seashells cast on the shores we lay glistening
upon golden sands, each unique & more beautiful
than ever...
~~~
Like leaves of Fall scattered in a mosaic of splendour
we lay gleaming in the autumn light, wind shifting us farther from place to pace...
~~~
My words lay brooding beyond the sun & when sunset
is swallowed into darkness, they shall wake from their
sleep and spill light on their grievances in the divine &
silent peace of the night...
by Wajia-Patricia Bühl
1 comment:
Dear Patricia, i really enjoyed reading your poems, they are so inspiring.
I hope maybe one day i'll have the chance to do the same.
It was really great meeting you at the Olympic Museum and i hope we'll meet again someday until then keep writing.
Take care
-Safia
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