Pure salt air
Crossing my stare.
Blooming sandal petals
Smearing the sky’s shackles,
Again and Again,
Over and beyond any chain.
Paolo Misfit Menabo’
Pure salt air
Crossing my stare.
Blooming sandal petals
Smearing the sky’s shackles,
Again and Again,
Over and beyond any chain.
Paolo Misfit Menabo’
Circling around,
Swaying unbound.
Carving space
while lost in peace.
It’s a perfect play
The trail that leads to joy.
Paolo Misfit Menabo’
Lost Bridge in
the night smudge.
Leave it away
ivory pearls to stay.
Know the way now and
in front of the marble bow.
Blind fold your eyes from clutter
as happiness springs forth from inner.
Paolo Misfit Menabo’