EFTICHIA KAPARDELI
CRYSTAL OF SILENCE
Calcined blood
in the voices of an insatiable vein
and those snooping curls
of her hair in the softness of the
wind
with the wreath woven from lilies
they are crushing me
A light with the color of the rose
blooms on your sweet lips
and the beautiful musician
waves of mellow
your walk
the deep pain breaks in thousands
of pieces
the crystal of silence of my heart
and shouts I love you
MOTHER OF THE ANGELS
Oh! mother of the Angels
magnificent, bright, primordial
nature principle
in the colored belt of grace
of harmony, of her speech
goodness, obedience
of the sulfate uncreated existence
mother
virgin sacred
***
In the secret battalion of faith
in each cycle without infection
the will of a heart
the sacred message of life
interprets within
in the undefined universe
of a never-ending eternity
MY OWN YEARS
My own years of solitary
froze in the big paintings
of the black
with deep scars they marked
the nights where
They lost in the embraces
of great dreams
But innocence with thousands of
voices
good and bad days
was shared in the sand of the times
Angels
White light unknown dream
in the same vein in transparent
bodies
trapped
they smell incense
and prayers
VOICES
The places were deserted of the
song
the dry thirsty land
the winds devoured her
and difficult times
our heart
***
But the voices
remained................
Actors, clowns
in fallacy and comedy
to the absurd
the flood and the low tide
***
Your hands are yours
hands hidden in freedom
in hiding places of love
keep stars
***
In the first Sun
in the new wind
will discover them
and let love come again
forgotten rhapsody
To fill up
mind and heart
EFTICHIA KAPARDELI
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