Miracles

Among the moss on the roof of brown bears green
flows of the first swallows vidžu vidžiem loud.
But the shepherd boys in the yard at the final servant
standing, hands in pockets, and the clouds part.

And almost two long finger čibukēni
severe case heard by the sun: the slow work!
And the sun startled - it is the fear of them,
and makes the flow of their miracles.
Dun blue mountains in the air, the golden sea bear.
Fall meadow pureņkroņi, mākoņvīru thrown.
Even the sick grandmother window izliekusies
and wonder, listening, as from a dream iztrūkusies,
and long saplaukušās linden watch
to break up the blue sky with eyes wide. . .


But Runcuks footbridge - like anything not to see -
the pods on the side of Lenina maigļu backyard.
- The corners tallish - low roof there - nothing, nothing. . . -


One moment - and all the wind from the boy whips.
By Pļaviņu he aizdiep gray small
but the hall saplaukst pink cat quotes.

Dream Magician

Sunny hands
came a magician,
cut off laughing
doors of heaven.

Where to watch - no
human face:
the streets now
such dreams walk. . .

Coming towards Jade
the padebestiņas,
sparkle flies, which
view lights.

Moon sat alley
on a wooden bench
and sad after the
bola eyes.

Homes, farms
and tree branches
gleaming floors
swayed swarms.


Doors and windows
no sign the hard -
dreams all night
going in and out.

Around each bed
standing whole family
and all hands
star full of happiness.


So God alone in heaven -
learn Lightning strike
and the wise, and dreams
the sky back to false. . .

My Song

Who I sing your song?
I sing it and bent grass,
and paceplīšam on a branch.
And wind. Blue and tales.


And fuming lagzdu bush
Yellow mote.
And moss green teddy bear.
AUSEKLITIS and dying.

And the wonder of the White Castle
the stars and all the fires.
And madness, the wing was called.
And heart with light dzisa.

Heaven

How deep do you, the sky;
how deep you joy!
The deepest sea
against you - such a piece of cake!

How close to you, the sky,
sometimes I come!
I apreibst head, I get embarrassed mind.

Then I feel that the land
ties begin rist:
the clear in your whirlpool
I will fall.

And sink. And disappear - so there is nothing else!
As stars - the lilies
in the lake. . .

woman

Woman - you\'re a fragile flower
love the dizzy swing
fragrant and warm dark waves
mirdzinājot golden crown on his head.
Woman - are among the most beautiful flowers -

Your Gift and flower cup honey
and even the angel who goes to drink it,
deep knee should fall,
pale forehead three times touching the dust,
Woman - you\'re the most beautiful flowers!

Woman - you\'re May evening
the bright stars through their fingers BARST,
who grovel river, forest and hearts
new, hungry, crazy -
grovel, weary brilliance and light.

Woman - you\'re a smooth snake
tend to be the most beloved scrolling
violet blue pudurīšos,
closely hiding divstaklaino tongue.
Only occasionally look within your pazib
sharp, Salta, green-blue eyes,
Salta Tris nodrebinot heart.

Woman, you - foreign and blāzmains birds,
in the hot, soft feather chest
izperina multicolored hearts
legends, varvīksnas and dreams - dreams. . .

My Fate

Is it either insane or mind -
I remain unknown
but my fate is:
to do what he was doing,
to give me something to give -
forever like the
so I asiņotu. . .

When I go upon the people,
Taisu peaceful face,
sometimes even laughing -
think - I earned any harm
But it
with one\'s own eyes for a moment
my soul is naked, exposed,
iekliegtos,
see it\'s like a ghost, a terrible, terrible,
covers the face and hands. . .

God

That God is what every bear in the chest,
is stronger and more angry,
as the message.
And it is difficult - it is in his trial will begin.

At the river

Evening of old copper mite
darkness aprūsēj\'s will be soon.
Waves - mēnesstaka sparkles
vīdamās to paradise.

Friend, if laivnieks light awaits us -
land this evening will give
then as pēd\'jo penny. And the
aizlīgosim paradise!

stars and the earth

Stars and the earth, the stars and the earth -
Suffering - exultation, sorrow and joy.
Stars and the earth, the stars and the earth -
I am a prisoner and valdinieks.

Flower Forest

Something to pain and pleasure,
enjoy the day makes,
as a patchwork of flowers outside the window
every evening get in!

Then all eyes would be lost soon
my house and become a stranger;
so tell dūcot bumblebees,
where the ever-blooming flowers forest.

Wings

With two wings blāzmainiem
white swan sky slits,
and their wings blāzmainie
brought to light without end.

Are not we two wings,
which ascend
wants the clear infinity
The same God of love?!

Roses

White roses, red roses -
which the soul like you?
which, when I bloom Shoots long,
smaržojiet sweet temptation?
Son of the Earth soul st

Love Cup

When you love a cup to his lips put,
then look at how star placed in him.
Then paraugies if your heart is in the flower,
the dew is full of broken? Infinitely beautiful
or flashing red Guntiņas there? Oh, you know:
the drops of blood thine! Only
and the radiance of stars love doing sacred.
Where to bleed the heart, the lack of light eternal -
throw away the cup of love - small and cheap.

Stars

As blue stars at night are falling,
so my days are falling.
And my life - star mirgojums
between evening and tomorrow.

As a blue star in the night falls,
I chalk it well.
Dej love, pain, joy
and green sparks. . .

starry night

Tonight the night drags the old mother.
At a dark blue large burden on the shoulder.
Fringed along the seams it caught
tremble stars in the sky expanded.

Good evening, māmulīt! God help!
or you can not pick the flowers before they
one\'s heart, which long ago as the flower thrives
but can not flourish, here she be cold. . .