In the ancient bazaar
old oriental witch was selling clothes,
In her hair of blackness
the wisdom of twilight was hidden
Her lunar face was otherworldly.
Her dark eyes penetrated
into the deep streams of consciousness.
I came to that magical woman
in order to buy jeans.
She met me warmly
and showed me the goods.
I chose very quickly Asian jeans.
When I payed money
the witch said:
"The full moon and dusk and fireflies
will lead you to your beloved."
After my purchase.
I saw an eerie dream.
I was in the center of forest glade.
Fireflies were flying around me
and full moon was shedding its light.
You came to me from the thickness of forest.
You wore long white gown.
Tiny stars were flickering in your hair.
Joy began to play in your eyes
when you looked at me.
You said: In the proper time
you will find me on the Earth
where the full moon is depicted.
The years passed away.
i found on the internet your blog
with logo of full moon
and recognized your dear image.
Thus my journey was started
on the path to our communication.
Poetry by Sheikh Igor ibn Abi Sufyan-Marinovsky
Free photography of Doug Walters