Arranger

I am an arranger
in a strange range
or a ranger
of the rage danger
or a danger
ranging a stranger
or a stranger
to the old arranger.

Bliss

Earth and sky
press me between
in the center
of my heart.

Waves unknown
resound in cycles
of loosing count
of words.

Earth and sky
open the horizon
for the breath
of a wild horse.

Counting Days

I count my days
in forest clearings
filled with small flowers and butterflies
of Spring.
Backwards counted are
days that know I.

Missed Echo

If I yell
the closest mountain
is answering first.
Sometimes I cannot tell:
Its answer comes too soon.

2nd Interment

7 years passing by
unearth my skull
and let it fall
into the deepest sky.

My Kingdom

In this world
my kingdom lies
over the shadow
of my tent.

Climbing Eternity

While my life
may end
at the end
of a climbing rope,
a moment
of your beauty
may live with me
forever.

Easter Sky

on Easter
a tree grows
in my heart
with its roots
in the sky

FreeRun

In the moonless night
I'm running the mountain on a path
that ends in darkness;
it's equal to me
if I die or survive;
I'm free.

Tear

You have the shape
of the water of a rain
made out of a single
drop.
I would recognize you
anywhere.