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Recognition

Morningstar, so bright
your golden, radiant rays
illuminate my ugly, horrifying face
My arms stretch out for help

Suddenly a dripping star
forms a wish on my lips
let my dakamaster, with his red, bulgeing eyes
take me home in his arms

Let him teach me the long forgotten dance
in an empty, vast space
Whisper secrets in his ears
he recognize his vajrayogini
behind her ugly, fiercy mask

You give me a glimpse of glorious beyond
in this wish upon the stars

Excel to ever new heights, Master of Words!

Herlig frokost-dikt.

Takk for sola.

   

Nyyydelig Shri! Du sola, med din latter og ditt smil! 

Tusen takk til deg for dette diktet. Våknet selv kl 04.30 i dag, ute var stjernene....Vakkert! 

A fragmented self to a missing soul

Thankfull, sitting in the sun
thinking of the past
Horrifying ghosts, my anger scares me
wild and uncontrolled I was
attacking you
my beloved one
I nearly killed myself
once again
I deeply regret I didn`t see you
I had to search deep inside myself
I needed to be out all night alone
only in company with the stars
waiting for a sign
so I could understand
behind the hate and anger
I had an open, longing heart
for love
Once again I´ll tell you
I`m deeply sorry
you had to wait for long
I was so confused
some parts of me lost in space
I couldn`t recognize your pure soul
I hope it`s not too late
to repair the scars
on your lovely face

Lost in space

Lost in space
crazy dakini
dancing all alone
no ear to whisper her secrets into
anymore
It was all but an illusion

Until one day
she uncover
the veil
and meet her dakamaster
with a deadly kiss
travelling
into pure bliss

Nå både gråter og danser jeg 

Thank you for your words of heart

You are the treasure you didn't recognise

until now

   

ditt edle hjerte skinner!

I bunnen av et beger

I et gyldent beger brenner en flamme lystig
under månens sorte speil
Fra dypet reiser slangen seg
og antenner et begjær
Tomme øyne stirrer blint i mørket
kattedyretvåkner opp
danser vilt
hjertet hamrer, pulsen slår
La det brenne,
la ildtungene omfavne og
fortære denne crazy kraften
I flammehavet åpnes øynene
og ser i bunnen på det gyldne beger
ligger kun en askehaug  igjen

In vino veritas -

og da mener jeg poesiens vin
som flyter fra verset ditt
og fyller mitt beger
med crazy dråper
tjohei