Category: Nature
“Light In Our Dwellings”
Melodies kindled by hearth fires:
the refrigerator murmurs like a cello
in concert with the clanging cymbals of platters,
the violin strings of scarlet wine,
the oboe winds that scatter the leftover
crumbs of bread —
Supper flames are quenched,
night deepens towards the precipice of dawn,
outside the window
the eyelids of frozen branches close,
await the feeble warmth of winter morning.
Foxes have holes,
the graceful gazelle runs homeward
to the ebony forest,
egrets fly to their nests in the fir trees,
the mountain goats climb to their high places.
Praise, praise,
for the laughter of light in our dwellings,
the crimson fire of corpuscles pulsating
with the pendulum of time —
Praise, praise to Thee,
O Giver of Light and Life,
O Source of Strength and Joy.
D. G. Vachal © 2014
*** Photography Credit: “Night Cabin” by Andrey Golubev
“Winter Interim of the Heart”
There is a winter interim of the heart
when a million white butterflies descend
from ripened cocoons in the sky,
soundless wings flutter,
cluster into spools of wool
for the weaving loom.
Surrounded by the starkness of white
you search for rainbow colors
only to find an empty, outstretched
canvas upon the easel,
an artist’s paintbrush, a pail of gesso,
your naked hands.
There is a winter interim of the heart,
a jagged juncture of time when you discard
easel and paintbrush,
for the weaving of wool,
the molding of sculptures
steadfast in the evanescent snow.
by D. G. Vachal © 2014
*** Photography by Eugene Dudarev
“Carrot Encounter”
Carrot Encounter
O Mandarin Muteness:
crunchy chrysanthemum petal
perpendicular to the river,
tangelo sun-paint,
fervent monk in the twilight
brass of tangerine …
green-sombreroed stalactite of a star-
illuminated cavern.
D. G. Vachal © 2014
*** image from manypicture.com
“Once Before”
I stood here once before
on this waltzing floor
deserted by the petals —
upon the frockless windows
zirconias congregate in constellation
patterns,
beyond the glass the skeletal
boughs bend
with the watchet wind.
the balance sheet bleeds white
as yesterday’s snow, air-crisp
against the seeping eastern light —
reluctant legs lunge
from the starting line
once again.
D. G. Vachal © 2014
*** Photography: Reflect by Mikhail Tkachev
lilies, sparrows and grass 
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