Lavender sky II

All I know is the sense of being

Growing butterfly wings 
in the shimmering sky
I raised my head,
looking 
At the long 
autumn hair 
Of the poplar tree, 
Leaves trembling
in the cool wind 
Until my lavender hair 
wraps around
the trunk of tree,

My source of energy.

Lavender sky I

From another skies of the galaxy 

She stretches her hands above 

The universe,

She has lavender eyes 

And often when she cries

Her tears have lavender scent,

She doesn’t understand the logic

And the primitive abstractions 

Of your logic, enough for her sight 

Is the tranquility of the lavender sun, 

Without any form is her smile 

Under amethyst crystal aura 

She is waving in your world 

Prominently. 

She is my shadow unknown.