What makes an artist successful?
Experience, maturity?
The ability to see what others mis
The ability to experience differen
To dive into the depths of the sou

I still long for her;
wish I could reach out to her;
wish I could see her;
wish she could see me;
wish I could meet with her;

Obsessed with finding out how you
and the best method to reach out t
If only I had known myself,
before I got to know you.
And now I don’t know what is left

I breathe still,
the space resides.
The river comes to fill
the higher tides…
Oh beautiful essence

I hate the moments where you leave
on my own to wait for you,
sitting here in the company of my
not yet independent of the fear of
When I sit there waiting,

What is it to be in love?
And why, when I look upon your fa
does the knowledge of this state o
It goes beyond reason or sense.
There is no mathematical formula t

Blue rhythm,
talk to me,
let me see the sun.
Blue eye in the nothingness...
Im talking to no’one.

The greyish blue morning haze
wetting the leaves gently with dew
I listen to the rhythmic jazz
with a cup of the usual morning br
A feeling intense yet still untran

She is within me.
She flows through all of me.
She knows what is deep inside.
She knows all that is within my mi
She knows how I perceive.

Expand your heart.
Dare to trust.
Another break up,
another breakup.
Grief is a revealer of life’s

I saw a recent photo of you.
You are exactly as I remember
when we last knew one another.
And I,
always trying to get through that

“Fear not the dream.”
He whispered in her ear.
Sweet memories
of what had once been here.
When the mountains’ layers

When, upon a door opens
to reveal a glimmer of glistening
the one who’s mind
has grown tired
of something meaningless,

What am I really feeling?
May these things be known.
Where am I really going,
if not back home?
Why these feelings of stuck-ness?

Oh Lady, Lady so fair,
with your full pink lips
and your light brown hair.
Your name is scattered through
my lover's memory;

My hands are drawn from nature’s b
forming a channel up towards where
I perceive.
Life is changing, I’m transformin
A new…something forming…

I sought her
within everything I did
and imagined how she would
carry herself, think, talk, feel…
I imagined that somewhere she was

I am angry because
I am.
And I don’t really know why.
I feel hard done by,
and somehow I feel like there is a

The trumpets of fame
can find us again...
sometime...
Never thought I’d get again this
The commotion that surrounds;

Every morning that I wake up,
I awake to another side of my stor
As if at night, God tosses a coin
to decide what I’ll be and what I
in my waking reality.

I wish I could be honest
and speak to you of my journey..
To tell you that this intense ener
vibrates through me like an electr
with switches at different locatio

Why do you remind me of science?
You remind me of all the things th
and what I miss on a cold, clear w
classic architecture, mechanical s
detailed paintings, heavy musky bo

I did it for the journey.
Never did it for the goal.
To experience a learning process
and make magic of it all.
To turn the events into stories

Love...
It seems to be
coming back to my memory;
a nature that I would have forgott
if it had not been for the dreams

July 17th:
I see you everywhere.
I hear you everywhere.
And this desire to understand,
this longing that makes me want to

Blossoms form
fruits for the trees.
A wind that blows through the leav
rustling
like wrapped paper

It’s time to pick up all the piece
put them back in place.
Fragments of broken debris
disintegrate to reveal that face.
Oh how I long to see that again,

I’m trying to find what is true;
what I’ve been seeking in the idea
The girl I dressed in kindness an
ended up being my own story.
And though the theory that had for

I wish for a sign;
to give me a hint
of the smaller steps that must be
In the past few days I have felt
my thoughts become clear and my he

May my tears erase all the lies.
May their release dissolve all the
May my heart now shine through all
May all that I do demonstrate
that I’ve chosen to forgive you.

The sorrow that fills my heart
wishes to be seen.
I wait, and accept all the tears
from all that has been
The past is gone, yet it still exi

Where are you,
my admiration,
with the eyes of light
and the spark that moves life?
Since our first encounter

I wish there were words,
to assemble what I’m experiencing,
but all I can see are
glimpses of memories;
the situations I took for granted

Something wondrous
like rain droplets reflecting ligh
The miracles of the universe
to which I would like
to surrender for once.

Ten minutes past.
I know I’m late.
I let him know I’m here.
He makes me wait.
From a distance I pretend

We are all the colours,
visible andand invisible.
We are all the sounds,
heard and unheard.
We are all the words,