Yosy Flug
Black strokes
Of lazy waves
On peachy luminescence
Bordering the purple
Darkening sky
Pierced sparsely
By waking up stars….
Beloved,
O beloved!
Were it only
To behold
This wink of your beauty
It is worth
To be alive.
-‘-<-,-<-{@
yosy
Yosy Flug
Once
I started
To speak
About love
Drawing out words
And images
Which, slow at first
Kept welling up
Flowing faster
Then I could draw…
And then they burst out
Gushing
Like a fountain.
So
I fell silent
Just watching
This endless spring
Unconcerned.
When thirsty,
I drink.
Tired, I doze off.
All is
As it should
Be.
🙂 yosy
Yosy Flug
today is
yesterday’s tomorrow,
and this is
the only afterlife
i know.
we chose
heaven and hell
and all
in between
with each
and every
breath.
surrendering to grace
instantly
burns all karma
to ashes;
god’s infinite mercy
manifests
in a blink
of an eyelid.
so die right now
ya yosy!
and thus
live
forever.
_()_
yosy
Yosy Flug
this and that
This
Anonymous passerby
This
Ragged long haired freak
Asking wordlessly for lunch leftovers
This snobby lady
Walking the poodle
This
Murderous terrorist
Cornered in an ambush
And this bunch of commandos closing
On a kill
This
Crawling distorted legless beggar
This
Haughty faced policeman
This
Transvestite whore
Selling her wares at the sea front
This
Smiling toothless vendor
All of them
Without exception
Each and every one
And you too
Is
A perfect to the core
Image
Of the one and only
All knowing
And merciful
Almighty
God.
There is no other.
_()_
yosy
Yosy Flug
the poet is
like a flute
shaping the breath
into a melody
true poet
shapes his life
into a breath
of the divine. . .
hollow from self
touched by intuition
life breath becomes a tune
in the symphony of being
when you read/hear a poem
and it touches your heart
it is because
you yourself
are the endless
poem
of life
and
the flute
inert in the flutist hands
cooled by the passing breath
caressed by the loving fingers
cares not
for the sound
produced
_()_
yosy
Yosy Flug
My friend, the traveler
Remember
We are here,
Hidden under various disguises,
Posted
As guards, guides and companions
Along your life’s journey,
Waiting
To give you assistance
To extend a helping hand
To provide succor.
We are
But a reflection of your virtues
Manifesting in time
Of necessity.
Savings
Placed by your forgotten
Selfless deeds
In the inexhaustible
Divine
Treasure-house.
Yours for the taking
When the need arises.
We are
The friend
Of friends
Whose face is always hidden
Yet ever revealed
In the silent smile
Of your heart,
In the caress of the wind,
In the soothing coolness of spring water.
And the secret is
That
Forgetting yourself
You too
Are one
Of
Us.
_()_
yosy