Death tells the story
a passing cloud
defying the wind
*)
In velvet mist
morning lost
seeking for a soul
*)
Cold whispers
amethyste embers
enlightenment
*)
Forgotten delights
orchard of time
lips in the tide
*)
Disheveled night
indecisive creature
I no longer believe
*)
Hidden moon
oasis of storm
long is the road
*)
I open the spell
Buddha's smile
gate beyond
*)
An echo calls me
broken voice
burning memory
*)
Disabled cube
musical silk
sailor in box
*)
In the light delta
I quench my thirst
lingering scent
*)
serpentine geometry
ambiguous flower
picked at dusk
*)
I lost the key
silent maze
obscure game
*)
Somewhere a tree
shade of the master
meditating
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(proto-celtic translation)
Samadiom nepteùnos.
Brixta nome
glineti nemeton
andà gùedon ùindos
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In bleùstos neddon
maidin galata
kùesindas sùlas
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Glasyo sùedon
ametustos oliùa
louxsna .
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Dilmaness surigos
ubogion timenos
bèlun tugeti
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Noxt disrigeti
anmanti kombris
né kreddimi nù
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Séla dinogena
porthos stormos
dirgù si an ritos
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An ùindo mi in geltan
riss boddagnotos
dunom anderon
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Aùxs min dilgess
brisgos glam
lasamati koimnerto
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Diberktos kubos
sirikon meldakon
naùis endon bhelghos
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Asti inber gléro
segos tétan potu
smugos andalan
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Nerthirinos gesirteros
blatus dubios
legata eneiu nox
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Perim klaùiks
dumiondion dubron
dubno ludos
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kùekùe indos derùos
skatos potistos
en smedyos .
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Author:
lorenz (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
A cloud defying the wind, a lost morning, lips in the tide, a disheveled night, serpentine geometry. Fractals? Great write with some wonderful images there Lorenz
Surreal fractal style .
There is a magnificent blend of imagery here: oceanic, Eastern-spiritual, abstract-geometric, and sensual. This mix creates an effect of cosmic Zen.
I enjoyed it very much!
Cosmic -zen effect ? I love it !
The Proto-Celtic version reinforces its ritual rhythm.
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