nova-membrana

November 11, 2011

i feel the touch of autumn
with a new membrane this time
it touches with hope

circles

November 3, 2011

feel the circles of a tree
without seeing them
no touching either
feel them and
understand how hard it is to form one circle
how many pouring rains
how many scorching rays
and hungry animals
have crawled on that tree yet it bore all
and formed a circle
and then another
and yet another
it knows
what you forgot long ago
that is how to live.

my haiku

October 23, 2011

the life in a vein
of a leaf that lives
shows my pain in vain.

beauty of autumn

October 23, 2011

the endless veins on the surface
shining
caressing the skin
the leaf is visible and felt
through the veins.

where are your veins that feed you
that give you the life
that bear your life?
feel them and see.
and caress with care.

sometimes they are dry
and clogged
cold
wind
and rain trap them, stop them and kill them
veins are dry.
don’t ever despair
don’t ever give up
just look up
look up at the tree and see
how it sheds the leaves with lifeless veins
in vain is despair
in the presence of a tree that knows how to live, to go on
in new veins it repairs
itself
and you if you see.

there are times

October 13, 2011

there are times when I feel like this dried tree
all energy and -worst- hope taken away
but i know i cannot be like it
it’s a tree and even in the midst of coldness and emptiness it bears life in it
we see it dry and we think it is the image of loneliness, hopelessness
but it is only our imagination
the tree has life and it is vibrant
inside it is burning, boiling with emotion
like us actually
we think we are emptied, dry and hopeless
but it is only our imagination that makes us see ourselves deserted
hope is there
and life is there too
it is just a quick perspective shift that we need
a momentary lapse of reason
that binds us to us

Lands of sand always cry
for the love of water
water purifies you
water soothes you
water makes you
for this we cry in the lands of sand
to cool our hearths and aching mouths

Lands of sand always cry
for the love of tree
you hide in their shade
you crawl in their bed
you die in their nest
for this we cry in the lands of sand
to make our ties with the eternal world.

When do lands of waters cry
and the lands of trees?
where to turn when they too deny you?
waters run dark
trees only witness
and you are naked like many in the lands of sand
waters and trees become sand

and sadness reigns

when waters also burn
trees also hush
look at the wholeness and wait in silence
the wholeness will soothe you
the wholeness will show you

unite the sand and the waters and the trees
for the love of wholeness
and fight together
work together
see together
you are no different when your heart aches
let your waters cool the sand
let their sand dry your hands
let trees cover all
and wait together

I was reading about children/youth-nature relation today and how it became to be restricted and almost impossible to establish in today’s world. Ideas took me back to my high school year spent in Tennessee where I had to experiment short and regulated lunch breaks and 5-10 minutes of intermissions spent chasing classrooms. Students were led to a courtyard encircled by wire fences and supervised during lunch because of security reasons and then after a bell ring were taken back to their classrooms. This whole system had appeared to me weird back then as I was coming from a high school where students had the chance to circle around big courtyards, playgrounds, corridors during their breaks and had a long leisure time for having lunch. However my school was exceptional and I knew that in Turkey too many students were not finding the chance to breathe and have fun between their classes (but still many school provided longer and unsupervised breaks) Not that we had parks and gardens in our school but at least we had some sort of breathing space and time.

Schools offer us many things as they claim but the reality is far from this.
They restrict us from many perspectives
But when it comes to physical restriction I think this is where they hurt us more
Young people are restless
They need to take their energies out
Reflect them
Use them
And create!
There is so much activity inside a child’s heart
so much desire to live
so much passion to express
what is felt by his/her 5 senses
Restricting these energies only increase the pressure inside
Young people need to run, play, jump, touch
and be touched by nature
They need to be free under a free sky
They need to be free over free grounds
Grounds that will touch and kiss them
With dirt they need to talk
With earth they need to grow
And with life they need to live
and enjoy what is given to them for free.
Let them breathe with all the energy
that the world can ever see.