Obsessions of the Wind

Have you ever shared the obsessions of the wind
In the serenity of solitary contemplation
The blindness of your eyes will make you listen
The distinct resonance noting its existence

You can recognize its presence in the heavens
Become conscious of its shifting moves
Its strokes seem not as erratic as believed to
Is the judgment of its mischief from the distance

You can hear it combing the treetop after treetop
As fragile leaves rustle under its weight
And its loving embrace of returning twilight
Blooms sweetness of jasmines to the air

It will gradually tiptoe around you
Slowly wrapping its zealous breeze
While its hazy fingers tousle your hair
Fervent waves of kisses poison your head

The existence of world you forget to remember
As deceitful whispers blaze down your ears
All you sense are the closeness of heartbeats
While you’re utterly slaved by its love and passion

Suddenly the dusk will fade away from your eyes
And you realize there is nothing to see
Only the absolute tranquility -
Not even a leaf shivering on the tree

You assume it was a delirious dream
A figment of your fevered imagination
But be no wrong in the moment of confusion
It harbors injustice in your mind’s deliberation

Because once your weak eyes are fallen again
The warm embrace brings familiar feelings
As it gently brushes over your fainted body -
All you can hear is just the wind and its whispers

Häly Laasme

All I Wish Is to Close My Eyes

There is so much worthless pain and hate
That all the living is languishing away
The world will fall into lasting despair
Only furious waters and winds will remain
All that will be left as the currents deflect
Are the rotation of Earth and Coriolis effect

The raindrops would grow to rapid streams
And the rivers would flow into mighty oceans
The waves will pound and crash into rocky fjords
As white squalls gargle down the barrier islands
The water would swallow up all the land
While the torrential rains would never end

The fiery sun would blaze for the eternity
Sucking up all the pigment of chlorophyll
Every green bud and blossom would wither
No more savannas or forests or cooling moisture
Only treacherous deserts until the horizon will remain
The entire world - the waves of sand dunes will veil

The wind would blow through the dusk and dawn
It will howl and roar, while underneath it will swirl
The whole planet will be ravaged until nowhere to hide
As it plucks out every tree and root from the ground
Giant circles of clouds will spiral in the troposphere
Everything, once so abundant, will become desolate

I am so tired of all the hurt and perpetual pain
The greed, the hate and narcissistically devious ways
It makes me shamed about the truth of who I am
Common meal for humans has become another man
How did we ever lose all the love and understanding
I just wish to close my eyes to leave this undertaking


Häly Laasme

It's Life

I try to avoid
What you want me to tell you
You make me crazy when you write and ask millions of questions
And you make me crazy when you don’t speak at all

But what I can say is
That every morning when I drive
Through the back-roads of this half-conscious town
The sun is rising in the distance right in front of my eyes
Its blazing orb is battling the last night’s departing, purple clouds
As the new-born sunbeams - the ambience of gods - shyly flicker above

Its primordial presence is incredibly enchanting
As Tara bows in reverence, in the cool-morning mist
But it is not just the terrestrial spectacle in its beauty that humbles me
I could almost swear - I can see right through the thermosphere
to the billions of stars in the spiral of the Milky Way

I can feel the tears falling as they gently kiss my lips
And I suddenly realize that I can not breathe
I try to convince myself that it is not you who makes me feel this way
Since even when I would speak in thousand languages
You would still not be able to understand me

That sometimes it seems like I was born for you
That even when you are so far, I could feel you so near
That your soul is with me every undying night
And your voice is like an echo constantly in my mind

But there is nothing we can do, it’s life!

And It is Absolutely Insane!


Häly Laasme