It Passes Easily in My Mind
It passes easily in my mind,
a spring breeze.
The lady flowers in the meadow
are sweet to behold,
full of goodness, and without touching them,
they guard your soul above the grasses.
They turn your life into a white night,
keeping you both alive and dead.
It passes easily in my mind,
a summer breeze.
In the goodness that the day hides,
when you see it,
when you touch it!
A sweet breeze flows in the evening,
following you like a white pigeon,
that stays hidden behind a door.
It passes easily in my mind,
an autumn breeze.
A fruit scent is gathered by hand among the gardens,
I take them, but where do I leave them?
Better in the eye, or in the heart?
The eye speaks, and the heart hides.
It passes easily in my mind,
a winter breeze,
a snowflake in the hair.
It whispers to me dreams behind doors:
“It isn’t cold!”
The Wind moved your image
The Wind moved your image,
I saw it, even though I was far away,
when the sun’s rays fell,
heliotrope was brought like a gift.
The feelings, in the ray of sunlight, turned into-
the rays relaxed on your face.
It seemed like a sunset that afternoon,
a sunset that lit up every wish.
From the sunsets we have wrinkled,
and we have prayed to the moon very often,
and your tired face from that day,
was brought back again between us.
Time itself turned into rays,
making my day transparent.
It seemed like a morning that afternoon,
the innocent wind that blew.
The Magnet of the Soul
A wave of your soul was burned with thirst,
and that fire made the sky blue.
I have turned into a stone
that waits for the other wave,
to wash away the passion,
or for the passion to wash me away.
In the mirror of time,
you embroider the blue,
from my stone,
violet water drips,
and the blue blood
that you mention so many times.
I feel how it drips among the seas.
That blueness sets under the skin,
the heart drowns in the lake.
In seven springs
that come from the same rock,
my soul calls out to you.
And your sky remained
just like a cloud-
a magic of your eyes, a mirror.
My magnet soul that attracts
you, your magnet soul
that only pushes me.
