Sepia dreams, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.
Sepia dreams, soft light
Through a canopy of branches wide
An otherworldly sight
© Thorsten Becker
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Sepia dreams
30
Jun
A lonely scene
25
Jun
A lonely scene, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.
And she walked in solitude
Through the garden of silence
On the day of the midnight sun
Walked
On another path to nowhere
Passing the guardians of now
And the remnants of the past
As always
The sands of time kept rushing
Drifting beneath her feet
Making it difficult to move forward
Until
The winds of change took mercy on her
Lifting her up as she spread her arms
Carrying her to a place far away
A place
Where the sun finally set at night
And rose again in the morning
Where life blossomed
In the garden of beautiful noises
© Thorsten Becker
The things most precious
12
Jun
The things most precious, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.
The things most precious
Are not the ones that shine and shimmer
Like transient gold and silver pleasures
But those that glow and glimmer
Filling hearts, not pockets, with indelible treasures
© Thorsten Becker
Lovers’ kiss
25
Jan
Lovers’ kiss, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.
Lovers’ kiss
One true bliss
Electricity of the soul
Hearts ablaze during a night stroll
Here
Touched by lovers touch
Their love flies
Towards Elysian skies
Ascends through layers of the atmosphere
Straight through the stratosphere
Until leaving behind the exosphere
There
Where everything is oh so clear
Oh so quiet
Where nothing can disturb
Nothing can curb
Lovers’ dreams
Their gleams
Set the heavens alight
Like sparkler’s sparks
On top of sweet delight
© Thorsten Becker
A winter dream
11
Jan
A winter dream, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.
It is nothing but snow
On a gray cold day
Nothing but trees
That in the distance sway
Why should I stay?
Just a lonely walk
Through winter’s solitude
Biting cold air
Chipping away at my fortitude
Such is my attitude
When suddenly
Up in the sky
Firebirds fly
With their amber breath
They warm away my distress
And with their mythical grace
Lead me towards halcyon days
And such is now the glittering of the snow
So pure and white, day and night
Like the garments of a snow maiden bright
That I resolve with much gratitude
“Joy, instead, should be my attitude!”
© Thorsten Becker
Note: I often like to weave bits and pieces of classic literature as well as folklore into my prose. For this particular piece have a look at Snegurochka as well as the Firebird; an explanation of Halcyon Days can be found here.
