Sõnale birds leiti 8 luuletust
Stillness Speaks
Stillness speaks...
It's cold and windy
Sun is silent
Up in sky
People are
In hiding mode
While birds forgetting
How to fly...
I am here
So white and warm
Wakened eyes
And open heart
Watching how
The light is born
And feeling...
We are not apart
/Mari*Uri/
XXXVI
I genuinely hope for us - our beings, whether physical or not - to have a chance at being the other's moon. To shine like stars and let our spirits connect by song. To let our songbirds soar freely and uncaged. I hope to love you the way I do until death do us part - till our bones decay and till the magic in our stardust vanishes and we fade away.
— and1aculaMeant To Be
I am not a mountain top
Reaching towards the sky
I am not a fountain drop
Watering what's dry
I am not a birch tree branch
With birds and buds on braids
I am not an ocean tide
Creating giant waves
I am silent, deep and slow
I am not that big
I'm a root of dark and light
You have to feel and dig
I am silent, deep and slow
I am not that wide
I'm a root of dark and light
And love
That's meant to hide
/Mari*Uri/
Do not stand at my grave and weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep:
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starshine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry:
I am not there; I did not die.
Mary Elizabeth Frye