Light pink rose

Light pink rose


The (new) paint

on the (old) ceiling

makes the (homely) place,

a place of life (and love) beyond the mind.


The (ordinary) matrix of the words

crossed by the (white) light of the gods,

splashed by their unseen (sacred) codes

arises as new verses dig (illuminated) roads.

(This white paint reminds me of the light pink rose!)


July, 27th, 2017 – The diary of renovation: Parenthesis