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Another night of Van Gogh

In a single moment ...
I visualized the suffering
without edges
a great painter.

And ... my wings have grown
subtle you ...
Fatigue disappeared,
Delirium has evaporated,
The agony has morphed into ecstasy
The universe has reset heliocentric motion.

The same orbit painter
He restores its path,
from hell to paradise,
with the same color.

Suddenly the sea ...
It did not seem whirling;
The moon reflects the quiet
Her blue rays;
Painter and looked toward the sky with hope.

He began his brush to draw
Fundamental same lines,
blue sky fascinating.

*
... It was a strange night,
when dreams no longer fit into themselves;
When reality was becoming unbearable;
when thoughts wandered like iele
naked
to draw in their game.

... It was a nightmare night,
when life flirted with death in his head;
His hand was shaking with brush soaked
in blood -
He wanted to paint ...
love ...
the infinite blue of his fanaticism,
in an "ascending glory" of his illusions sky;
He wanted to be born again
painting for himself another story ...

*
... And he looked lackadaisical month with all compassion ...


Thank you for image Elena Iudrina
Spasibo 🌹

Thank you for inspiration Sushama Karnik🌹

A Log Cabin

A log cabin with a chimney shaft
and sunflowers blooming all around
and the sky will be azure blue.
Straight from the heaven's canvas borrowed
is the blue of this sunlit sky.
My basket full of farm produce
I shall wade through the sunflower field,
and the aroma will fill my lungs and reach
the far-off sunshine beach.

Image Credit;Tanya Dimitrova 

A profound poem by +krishna mohan​ !

One Teacher and 26 Disciples

On the wings of the eagle
You observe
arrogance transform into Advaita;

In the flight of the butterfly
You watch
boastfulness change into Beauty;

In the cry of the hungry child
You see
callousness transform into Caring;

In the cuts of the depressed friend
You watch
despondency grow into Devotion;

In the ranks of the chosen few
You feel
elitism give way to Encompassing;

In the despair of poverty
You experience
fascism evolve into Friendship;

In the poverty of soul
You sense
ghouls blossom into Gods;

In the soul of a corpse
You notice
hate develop into Honesty;

In the timed hunt of a tiger
You watch
illiteracy turn into Illumination;

In the effort of a mule
You feel
jaundiced minds grow into Joy;

In the flight of a kite
You see
killing morph into Kindness;

In the death of a lion
You glimpse
loathsome matures into Loyalty;

In the throes of passion
You experience
materialistic evolves into Maturity;

In the games of love
You feel
nescient differentiate into Nirvana;

In the work of cyanobacteria
You recognize
obdurate grow into Omniscient;

In the tears of an elephant
You observe
pessimism turn into Patience;

In the fears of a child
You sense
quixotic become Quantized;

In the love of a mother
You watch
reason evolve into Resonance;

In the words of a politician
You glimpse
sarcasm develop into Supramental;

In the meetings of lovers
You observe
taboo turn into Triumph;

In the cocoon of a butterfly
You see
ugly become Unparalleled;

In the blood of a soldier
You grasp
vitriol turn into Valor;

In the song of a cuckoo
You hear
wantoness warped into a Warrior;

In the hands of friends
You sense
xenophobia develop into Xeniality;

In the food on the table
You taste
yucky change into Yeasty;

In the silence of yoga
You experience
zany reach the Zenith;

In the broken pieces
I reflect
All of You in One;

(c) Krishna Mohan 2015