I am

I am as you see me
I am as you feel me.
Forgive me if sometimes I am lost
behind the thoughtful eyes.
The Name is my responsibility
The Body is my Gift.
And those I use to Love.
But the hours that was and will be
I give no definitions to them.

Rakkauden siteet

Miksi kuiskit läsnä ollessani?
Ei ole salaisuuksia, vain turhia sanoja,
Ylimääräisiä ajatuksia.
Ymmärrän.
Olen toivottu vieras.
En ole tarvittu olija.
Siispä katoan hiljaa maailmaan,
Katkaisen siteen, jonka luulin pitävän teidät koossa.
En ollut koskaan velvollinen.
Vain rakkaus jää.

Universe is crying

Why the tears rise to my eyes?
The Universe is crying.
It cries for the beauty of two souls dancing.
It cries for the feeling of two souls loving.
Why do I bleed tears in sorrow?
The Universe is restless in sadness of the souls.
It cries for the lost bodies in the war.
It cries for the hungry man in need.
Why do we see so much passion; so much love and so much fear?
Today, Love is the word I share my tears.

Finnish mentality in a nutshell: @ the airport

Helsinki-Vantaa airport.
Evening turns to night. Lights go out from a tax fee shop.
The floor is silent from the restless feet.
Only the calm echo of a deep language reaches the walls.
I can hear peace on the sound of a deep voice. I can feel the sadness.
They carry the beauty of the world relax. They are dressed in Finnish fashion that speaks of no money, but out of love. Where did the name Marimekko come from?
A café down the hall smiles at the empty hall. It is a gesture of a polite friendship.
Shelves covered with the beauty of food. No one can say rye bread and Fazer packed is profit.
Windows reflect the quiet waiting to the world outside.
The cold February has been painted over by fast tires landing and taking off to the world.
Where is the restlessness of the world around? Where is the joy of the passion from the South?
It is buried in the tire marks on the snow. It is in peace on the green leaves of a midnight sun.
There lies the Finnish mentality.

Suomi

Aurinko luo katseensa ikkunaan paljastaen elämälleen antautuneen ihmisen laiskuuden
Se kiirii heijastuksena pitkin seinää kohti tarkkailijan oikeaa poskea
Elämä on hiljaa
Hiljaa aurinko nousee ja kiirii kohti oikeaa poskea
Avaruus sataa maahan lumipölynä
Ulkona havupuut tanssivat valssia morsiuspuvuissa
He ovat naimisissa avaruuden kanssa
Tarkkailija lopettaa havainnointinsa
On aika kiittää Aurinkoa
Aika kunnioittaa kehoa, jonka se loi

I am here for you

I am here for you
If this moment would not last
I’d spend all my time with you
As you are my love
My love has no bounds
I’d set you free
I am no chain in your feet
No weight on your heart
If this would be the last poem I’d write
I’d write about love
To you, my love
I am no worry upon your shoulders
No grief on your eyes
I am your reflection