Eureka!

For my friend...

"There are no more satisfying
and rewarding moments than
That moment of studying and of loving..."

Studying?
Yeah. As simple as to learn how to smile
Or as lofty as to read politics
Ask why?
For by then you value the progress of mankind
And not the lullaby and dull confined mortality

Loving?
Yeah. As simple as giving a hug to an old friend,
Or feeding the starving birds on the streets.

Thus, you value two most powerful forces
In the nature and in the universe:
progress and life!

Loneliness no longer has its sting;
Nor does death.
Even if you are by yourself
-- as it seems by the bare eyes--
You can still pray and ponder; for all.
The very acts of study and love

For as studying meets lessons and wisdom from...
the past for the future,
So loving is simply being in the present,
embraces reality.

These are powerful roots and foundations
which from ages to ages
stand firm like pillars of clouds,
and bear thousands fruits of goodness
and uphold a structure of greatness

Written at Director park, PDX
An afternoon of mid-summer 2015
Inspired by warm encounter
with a good friend
for a coffee time at Pioneer square.

Oregon's fertile lands

It is as Uzbek used to say:
That the guest is the first person in the home
Kind and trusting becomes the root of their fragrance
And that scent reaches the clouds
The same clouds deliver it even to the South

Easy to open,
As in the opening up the maze of novelty
And the jungle of knowing and revealing.
A handful of friendship seeds casted
And the sprouts of trust growing
In the field of Oregon's fertile lands

At my favourite Pondering spot
Downtown Portland

Mighty arts

Be tough and strong
But not dangerous and harmful
Be yielding and compelling
But not pushing and bossing

Be candor and straight and clear
But refrain from judging and hurting
Be lively and energetic
But certainly not invading the lock

On my way back to Gresham
Max tram on Blue line

Road bliss

Spinning and roaring
Under the heat of cloudless sky
There you are rolling and swinging
With that body and wheels
Without machine

Moving so fast
as you sliding and gliding
On the sidewalk and concrete blocks
And you go again and again
With your body and board and wheels one

And spinning and roaring
Waving, moving, balancing
All on t  h  o  s  e amazing wheels

Midway to Washington Park
Sunny day of July 2015

Spoiled by beauty

Look around!
Among the stripes of paved roads
Waving gently are the beauty of the plants
All those dandelions and tulips of the soul
And pines and roses
Contrasting the progressive builders of the town

Of colors and freshness of the breeze
And of the playing birds
And mighty look of the montains
All unites in the city boundary

At Beaverton streets
As I got off in July at Beaverton Transit Center

Today

Today is difinitely unique and limited
I might experience things
Which I may not experience in the morrow
The people that I see
Will not be the same ones
The smiles that greet me,
The mild amazing weather,
could just change anytime.

Well, we learn from the past,
that's all we can do about it.
Yes, we hope for better tomorrrow,
but actually all that we have is today
I am here now in the 'today'
So, just live it.

Today is my luckiest day,
as heavens open its abundance
and soak me with happiness.

On my way to Hillsboro
By riding Blue line Max
July 2015

And friendship begins

Smiles, greets and tosses
They could be made by willingful souls,
in five minutes
Friendly and honest talk
with that big smiley face
Eyes as radiant as stars
That white teeth make it even greater
"Hey, wanna give a second," air brings the sound
"Sure."
Right at that moment, friendship began

Great to meet you, Christine Duncan of New York
Pioneer Square, Summer 2015