Love is like a bird…


 

 

Love cannot be caught
For it flies from heart to heart
However, if holding it tight
Then it is not love
Then it is ego

Love is a free spirit
A divine Bird, a Hansa
Building its nests
Into to the hearts of men
Leaving a scent of roses and jasmine

DidiArtist, 07.04.2019

 
 

Prison and freedom


Own road under construction

How can we be free
When we block ourselves
With roads under constructions
Yet covered by doubts
With rocks of laziness
Placed among unwillingness
Keeping us away
From our right way
In search for freedom

Bars around us
Barbed-wired borders
Prevent us to enter
Ways of light and truth

We sit in a prison
With our mind – self-created
Believe there is no other way
Remain in stolen hopes

We search for truth outwardly
Rely on illusive senses
In separation, divided objects
Open other doors of the jail

Stumble in those rooms
Declaring them as clean
Yet breathe imprisoned air
Dust taking seat in our thoughts

Living roads pave the path
Open inner doors, ways
Along sincerity, honesty
Hansa-bird – leaving the cage…

With love in its beak
Building the eternal nest
Change-proved devotion
Flight of etnerity

DidiArtist, 25.06.2018