Dedication - Bala S.K. Saho

As long as I live
I will sing my mother’s song
With her old broom
That kept our yard forever clean

The Empty Chair that Hugs Your Breath - H.MAR

The chair is still warm,
although you vanished yesterday.
Even the sky is guilty:
why will the pillow not own up to its loss?

Keys of the Better Place - Heritier

Before this distraction
Life was a simple word to describe
We were used to mingling with different people from different cultures and races.

Blindman's Bluff - Victor D. Questel

i
Ash Wednesday
and
No one goes for cane
in this island anymore.

Blissful valley: Bumthang - Kuenzang Dorji

in the southern chumey entrance
hello the swaying fagopyrum
in the eastern ura leasow
defy not the dance of yekos

After lunch - Po Chü-i

After lunch–one short nap;
On waking up–two cups of tea.

'Tis God's light that illumines the senses' light - Jalal al-Din Rumi

'Tis God's light that illumines the senses' light,
That is the meaning of "Light upon light."
The senses' light draws us earthwards,
God's light carries us heavenwards.

A Flock of Birds - Saddiq Dzukogi

    I want to force birds against the sky of my mouth.
               Beating their wings toward that infinity of songs.

Prayer and Blessing (The Hunter and the Hero - Book XII) - Bhāravi

With wonder struck the hero views 
The Lord of hosts in ashes smeared; 
He views the crescent in his locks, 
And bows before the God revered! 

Vondel's Lucifer (Act III, lines 1-120) - Joost van den Vondel

Luciferians. Chorus of Angels
Luciferians:
How oft belief proves but delusive hope!
Alas! how things have changed. We deemed no rank
Than ours more happy in this rising Realm,—
Yea, thought our state even like unto God's own,
More blessed than Earth and e'er unchangeable.—