To where I ever go,

I will be close to you

I feel you , in every shiver of the leaves

in every sense of the flighty wind

in every flame of the burning fire

in every ripple of the waves.


To Nature, I was given in thousand wreaths

of dangling water-smoke

that chilled the rosy shadows behind me

that kissed the mystic change of my blood

and made thy presence glow

like sunny tears from the depth

of divine and happy morns.


Keep the sweet sound, in where I am

in the bumble bees´ murmuring

in the children’s call for seeing

the blind stars, still shining in darkness

and the flakes of fire

in the twilight of the old Gods .


In myriads of purple height and cold

I rise and come for Love,

while Love is the pillared throne

of my heart and not the purpose

to be swept in gloomy air

cause Love is always fearlessly worn

on the shoulders of a proud woman.


2016-09-19 ©k.c.