An open doorway to the soul — a selection of curated verses to begin your journey into the resonance.
Love transforms a broken heart
into a poet —
and the poet
into a droplet —
evaporating
in its own heat.
Dear Madam,
I celebrate you every day except yesterday,
for that was the day when everyone remembered you.
P.S.
Please allow my heart —
whose life is
no longer than a butterfly’s —
to rest for a moment
in yours.
Sincerely,
Caelvian Vale
March 9
I saw only a shining sun —
or loneliness
sheltering in its shadow…
Evening’s last light
in her golden hair,
or eyes as dark
as her sorrow.
With the scarf
wrapped around your neck,
you could never escape
the cold of my heart —
minus 36.5 degrees Celsius.
From your black-and-white eyes
are born
vibrant yellow flowers —
doomed to wither
among the shadows
once you are gone.
After diving into your blue eyes,
I would surface for a breath,
And rest on the warm sands
As your golden hair entwines my neck.
Then sink again, with thirst,
To be lost
In the fullness of your lips.
I have wandered through many hearts —
none as broken as yours.
Spring will come.
Your heart will remember.
I will be your warmth in winter.
I will stay.
I will love you.
I will heal you
with my tears.
Begin where the feeling feels familiar.