A ten­der embrace of all that mat­ters, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.

Ethe­real water, songs of the earth.
“Hello“
Singing with a silent voice; lis­ten care­fully.
“Can you hear me?“
Ten­derly caress­ing with invis­i­ble hand.
“Are you out there?“
Lost in a dream of calm and peace.
“I just want you to know“
Silence in motion, a dance upon the tip of the leaves.
“That I love you.“
A ten­der embrace.

? Thorsten Becker

Pow­er­ful forces with a gen­tle touch, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.

Thun­der as loud as giant can­nons fired next to your ears.
Light­ning sear­ing the retina, tear­ing the sky apart.
Water­gates open­ing, a tor­rent rag­ing down to earth
Deter­mined to wash away all traces of life.
A thou­sand trains rac­ing by, earth shak­ing, trem­bling.
What if it would thun­der a thou­sand times more
And light­ing kept on strik­ing relent­lessly,
Earth trem­bling, trees split­ting, moun­tains crum­bling?
But
Gen­tly
Smoothly
The sounds fade,
Red light rises over an onyx for­est
Reflect­ing under a thick pur­ple cover.
Light shines from the west, sat­u­rated orange, warm yel­low.
The air is heavy with the smell of sweet flow­ers, wood and rain.
Mist ris­ing from the ground like ghosts of the past, mem­o­ries eter­nal,
Danc­ing to the rhythm of the dis­tant drums.
And as the day fades the last liq­uid crys­tals fall from the sky,
Trans­par­ent pearls sat­u­rat­ing the soil, drip­ping from leaves,
Streak­ing down the skin — pow­er­ful forces with a gen­tle touch.

? Thorsten Becker