©Laurian Taler, 2010

Who knows what was in that colour
That made me believe in happiness
Who knows what was in those looks
That challenged the deeps of eternity
I was a handful of sand
On the side of a resting lake
And her blow reshaped me a troubadour
To sing the blaze of the souls
Trembling for each other’s glance
The only harvest of life
That keeps us moving to and from.