Mirela Athanas

Lady in green

Walk as you know...
Lady in green
With steps so soft
Yet strong they seem

Walk as you know
Lady in green
Bring forth your eyes
Shining from within

Walk as you know
Lady in green
Let your body moves
As the bird set free

Walk as you know
Lady in green
Carry your heart forth
Let her love be seen

Walk as you know
Lady in green
Your eyes tell all
Their spark is what you feel

Walk as you know
Lady in green
Let you inner world
Reach to where it's been

Walk as you know
As you always have,
Lady in green,
Remember steps of past
As long as they may seem

Walk as you know
Lady in green
as you always did
walk with a smile
and don't let fear in.

Walk as you know
lady in green
now is the time
for your spirit to strive

Walk as you know
Lady in green
With your hair caressed
By the wildest wind

Yes, even the wildest wind
can only caress your hair.

Walk as you know
Lady in green
Let your beauty shine
The more from within

Walk lady in green
You know how
You know where
You know everything
you know your paths
You know your strengths
You know you can go far
You know your steps
They only bring beauty
So let them take your wings
And fly at the places
Your heart needs to sing.

Written July 7 2015

Love is

Love is a flower...
Whose petals always bloom
Love is a breeze
In the seashore
Love is an unfinished poem
Always being written,
Love is spring
With aromatic perfumes
Love is a mountain
You climb in a night
It's a fountain
You drink from in flight
Love is a heart
In delicious delight
A heart that beams
A heart that warms
A heart that gives
A heart that hugs
A heart that surrenders,
Love is so many things;
It's nearly all the
world
In one word.
The unfinished poem
Always being written
Love is the feeling
That wraps your soul
In a thousand rose petals
It's eyes
In the most beautiful color

Love is running
Towards the stars
It's a hug
When you most need it
It's so many things,
But most of all
Love is
A song written for you
Sang to you
When everything
And everyone
Outside is silent.

Quiet Angels

Quiet angels

I was searching for a spark

Everywhere I went, or, couldn't go

A sign from above, like a sky mark

or an angel YOU had sent

as always, in these times before

from someone new, to an old friend;

Someone that promptly entered my life;

while I was questioning all existence,

and many questions remained unasked,

I found an angel in black an white.

My piano, a quiet angel

Was waiting there for some time,

almost rusted and out of tune,

I had left it untouched...  

Not realizing, I missed it more

than she missed me,

but better than a good friend

always sitting there was she,

waiting,

while my fingers instead,

rusted more than her were getting.

But a promise I kept, on a spring day

Spring had bloomed, an oblige I felt,

I sat with her and slowly started to play

Since then, every evening we've met;

And what a friend she has been.

This time it was different, I think

YOU know me better than I do,

the spark had to com from within

a bouquet of roses was sent by YOU,

held by an unknown woman's hands

The hands of spring I called them

And made a promise ever since.

So while I think and still think

And many answers have not found,

I haven't lost, and never will,

My BELIEF;

YOU, I know, are close and near,

as always, helping me abound,

sometimes with angels real,

other times quietly they sit around,

as quiet angels the spark they bring,

but I will REMEMBER,

with quiet angels

it has to come from inside out.

Soul petals

Open your Soul Petals,

And look at me

with no judgment,

You have not known me

but I’m here now,

in front of you,

I’m just passing by

and we’ll leave footprints

in each other’s eyes

When you look at me,

pass no judgment,

Who I am

is years of life

lived somewhere

you never did,

thus, never understand

Where I am,

only that you know

not even who I’ll be

Or, were I’ll go.

So please

For now For this moment…

Open your Soul Petals

spread out,

And bring your eyes to me

With Love

…..Acceptance.

And understand

That, had I had your life

I would be who you are today,

I would be you,

So we are one

We are the same,

In the rise and fall,

I’m no different than you at all.

Mirela A.J., Boston, Summer 2007

Searching

Somewhere...
In a crystal clear ocean
I search for seashells
Walking barefoot in the sand
The wet sand that is
Leaving footprints as my friend

Holding seashells in my hand
barefoot I walk
In an
almost silent peace;
The soft sound of waves
Follows me with ease
As a background music to my thoughts

My thoughts and the sound of waves
are in perfect harmony
as the words of a song with its melody
Still unsung but beautiful yet

I feel my steps become heavier
so I turn and look back
At the trace of footprints
I've walked a long,
long path
and can't see the start.

Suddenly I realize
It is not
the seashells
I'm searching for
But something else,
A somewhat hidden treasure
That resembled
the crystal clear ocean

Yes, I realize
I am searching for a part of me
A part of myself, a part of my soul
I probably always left in that seashore

Long trace of the footprints
left there on the sand
reminded me of my long journey
and the days that laid ahead...

But, the scent of the ocean
and sense of sand in my feet
Makes me feel whole again
I had found the missing part of me
I'm ready to keep walking
on the sand
with footprints as my friend.

At that moment
My hand had opened up
and let the seashells go
leaving them where they belonged.

Daisies

Like a field of white daisies ...
I imagine a new beginning
where a fulfilled dream starts,
entering tenderly amid their prairies,
while gentle wind opens its path.

Each daisy in the field afar
resembles a part of the complete dream,
where the new beginning's roots are
fragile & delicate, yet inside they beam.

With the dream I walk in the opened path,
while the daisies dance like in a waltz,
the new beginning is shaping in each petal's sight,
I'm careful not to step on this flower,
full of elegance.

As a little child in the magic world I feel,
where everything possible could be made real,
didn't know the ancient flower had such a grace
to bestow good luck and bring such happiness ...

With a little bouquet a beautiful crown I make,
dreams come true to always symbolize,
the dancing daisies smile, I wear it in my hair,
This new beginning is already there.

It has gained the strength to continue
it has shaped it's road forward
It has been crowned and praised
Now it only needs a name.

The daisy crown I put in a dazzling frame
to glance often, while thinking anew,
the new beginning already has a name
it will be called "Daisy", the flower of Love's true

The frame with the crown I will keep in time,
as a reminder that possible is everything you imagine
with just a little help from daisies alike.

 

Hope

Tomorrow...
A new morning will come
It's called hope
For a new day...

A baby will cry,
A lady will smile,
An angel will fly,
A girl will love tender,
A boy will bring flowers,
A flower will splendor,
A dance will start
a love at first sight,
A kite will fly high
with the word hope,
A toddler will read it
out loud,
A birthday will come
Wishes and songs will flow,
A ray of sunshine
Will enter a window
With light and hope
For that pain in someone.

A song will be sang,
Another one written,
A painting will be finished,
A gift will be given,
A good news will come,
A kindness will bring smiles,
A smile will erase a pain,
A new discovery will break,
A wonder uncovered,
White clouds will gather
to write the word HOPE
enormously in the sky,
to be seen by
the whole world
when morning
comes tomorrow...

Mirela Athanas (c) July 2015

Let YOU live

Let YOU live

Free,...
Like a butterfly in early spring
whispering to each opening petal with its wings;

Free,
Like the sound of the wind
echoing through Autumn's falling leaves;

Free,
Like a Nightingale that sings
harmoniously in beautiful Summer mornings;

Free,
Like a majestic galloping horse
running through fields with no roads.

Let You Live

Tall,
As tall as a sunflower in splendor
reaching the sun with its ray petals tender;

Tall,
As tall as an ancient Tree, blazed in candor
and its ever-growing branches shaped with ardor.

Let you live

Brave,
Like the roar of an ocean mounting wave,
gloriously reaching the shore's pave;


Brave.
Like the river waters flowing
through mountain rocks in fountains glowing.

Let YOU live

Open
Like a Lilly's chaste petals -
adorably elegant while their blossoming settles.

Let You Live

Blithe,
Like a white cloud dissipating bit by bit
while beaming blue colored Skies emit.

Let YOU live

True,
As True as the heart of a rose,
with its unique fragrance, sheer, charm and poise.

Let You Live,

Happy, merry, mellow, airy, breezy,
uncompromised, undaunted, , serene, smiley...

Let YOU Love

Be Love
Live Love
Give Love

Let YOU Live to Love

Let you live in Love
In Love,
with every minute,
with everything,
from Dawn to Sunset,
from Sunset to Dawn;
Love never forgets -
In Love with Life,
this gift Heaven Sent.

LET YOU LIVE
FREE
TALL
BRAVE
OPEN
BLITHE
TRUE
IN LOVE...

and Let YOU Live
and Let YOU Love!

Perhaps a dream

Perhaps a dream...
Will still be alive
Tomorrow;
Perhaps it will come
quietly in sleep,
but enchanting enough
to see you awaken
from sleeping deep;

Perhaps a dream
will open your eyes
tomorrow,
with a different light
New ambiances longing to see,
yearning for sunshine
in the horizons far away,
beyond the ocean
and the coastline;

Perhaps a dream
will bring you
to that spectacular sight,
perhaps it will
magically feel so real
to revive every cell
with the desire to reach
that place you love dear;

Perhaps a dream
will still be alive
tomorrow,
the day after,
and after that day...
perhaps that dream
will never have and end,
day after day,
it will greet your mornings
with renewed passion
to arrive where
your eyes are yearning;

Perhaps a dream
will never have an end,
your life's purpose
will carry
towards its heights,
to unlimited journeys;

perhaps a dream
another dream will start...

Mirela Athanas (c)

What is happiness

What is happiness, many ask;
More than an answer it's a feeling,
Everyone has its own standards,
But here's what I think it is:

Happiness is living an endless dream.
A fairytale of the modern days

It's music felt through your veins like a river,
that streams to your heart, and makes it sing.

It's breathing the sunrise
with the promise of a new day

It's a beautiful surprise
that takes your breath away.

An enchanted moment that stops the hands of time,
A wondrous view that you can't leave behind.

A moment you never thought would come.

Happiness is the epitome of Love.
It's a dance to the infinite.

Happiness is a talk with an old friend,
The innocent laughter of a child at play,
The youthful smile of an aged man,
It's a hug from someone you never met,
It's a kiss from the one you love, at the view of sunset.

Happiness is family harmonized at best,
It's seeing a father holding his child's hand,
It's a mother feeling a newborn's heart,
It's the first step of the beautiful child;
It's seeing your efforts to fruition,
It's giving from your heart, it's kindness multiplied;
It's seeing a smile on everyone you have near,
A healing so long awaited for,
A pain that miraculously disappears.

Happiness is running barefoot in the sand
with someone dear holding your hand.
It's dancing until the end.
It's laughing everyday, even with yourself,
It's the child within, that never goes away.

An enchanted moment that stops the hands of time,
A wondrous view that you can't leave behind.

Happiness is peace,
it's the world without hunger.
It's a miracle that erases every sickness and every pain

It's feeling your heart beat
together with the rhythm of a song,
Happiness is Life's waterfront,
It's seeing yourself where you belong.

Mirela Athanas (c) Aug 2015

Dance of Summer

Come o dance of summer...
With moves of eternity
Come with rhythms of your drummer
Let your violins sing pretty
And take me to dance

O magic dance of summer
Come dance with me,
Your pavement is of grass
barefoot our feet,
Gentle is the wind
Cuddling our dresses in green

With movements of eternity
Come make me dance
All stars will be watching
The moon will be in trance

Ah magic dance of summer
Your melodies, your violins
make me dance like in a dream
breathing your delicate scented air

Ah breath of summer
of air so fresh and fragrant,
Come o magic dance
bring me barefoot in the grass
make my heart beat fast
and breath your air of beautiful skies.

Autmn Rose

The Autumn Rose

A yellow rose silently bloomed, ...
One morning, in the cold of Autumn,
Unending rain had cast a gloom
on bare branches, already forgotten,
their colorful leaves, fallen and doomed,
blown by tempestuous winds, in air are floating;

But, there, in that mystique November day,
the startling yellow rose stands tall,
She is so fresh, strong and full of grace,
elegant petals, crystallized in gliding raindrops,
No wind can bare her sprout, her soul
standing there, her beauty, beautifies more;
even more beautiful than her time in Spring,
when she first blossomed, and Skies adorned;
Her petals danced for long with the wind,
yet, were never blown away and never dropped,
Although, in every second, it almost seemed
as if...like leaves, they all could fall,
She kept her petals untouched and gleamed.

What strength to be taken from this rose!
Her striking resemblance with me and you, her poise,
Her grace, akin to Human's best, Heaven bestowed;
We stand and bloom, in rain, winter and cold,
We keep our petals deep, deep in our soul,
our souls are roses, whose petals never fall,
They blossom, wide open,
in Winter,
Spring,
Summer,
Autumn;
And forever, eternally, as this Autumn rose
day, and day after day, our souls beautify more.

Mirela Athanas (c)

November 11, 2015

When you come back

When...
you come back,
I know you will,
I’ll gaze
at your face
and stay still
for a few…
And then
I will touch you,
I’ll touch
your eyes,
your lips,
your cheeks,
your hair.
No, I will not touch
I will caress
gently
until…
my fingers,
like warm
rays of sunshine
carry a message
to my heart
and my soul,
that it’s true this time,
that it’s real,
that
You and I
are really here
again…
Again…
after all these years.
When
You come back,
I know it’s near,
I’ll gaze
at your face
and stay still
for long…
until…
I can finally
open my arms
and give
You, My Love,
A hug
big and strong,
like the biggest rainbow
Hugging the highest mountain,
so you’ll know
HOW
MUCH
you were missed…
And than…
I’ll start
with a kiss…


March 25, 2009
Mirela Athanas Joseph

One more step

It was the view from the window...
So strikingly inviting,
that opened a golden. door widely
One more step is needed, quietly;

Time is of no essence like before,
You are already there,
There, at your dream's core
Can feel it happening everywhere.


You need minutes or seconds more?
You think; NO- the time was plenty,
Think of the days and hours you spent
To arrive at this marvelous door.


You just crossed the finish line,
seconds away from your dream,
A half step only will see you shine,
One more step is all you need.


Or maybe even that is too much
You can already feel it happening
You just entered your dream's path
now everything, for you is waiting

One more step, then two, three...
Walking in your dream soon you'll be
A river you'll feel running thru your veins
with gurgling water, beset with happiness.

Now carry on, walk as you know
In the path of daisies' fields
Where your dream was planted long ago
Stand, walk, dance, and breath deep.

An array of reflections you will see
you eyes amazed by so many colors in true
A rainbow could become enviously, your enemy
The darkness of the forest will turn blue

One more second or two, you're already there
your dream's path, you are already walking
already breathing a newly scented fresh air.
Now everything for you is waiting
Just the same way you had dreamed it will be.
 

To Julia - My niece

Loving young lady
my niece you are
fast did years go by,
I held you in my arms
the little tiny baby
with beautiful brown eyes.

Beautiful big eyes
of a baby with a tiny cry
your fingers so fragile
I was afraid to touch
now...
as long as your years
tall you grew
and your long fingers
placed in the white a black keys
play beautiful piano melodies.

How fast time goes,
we played together
we singed & danced often,
we watched all Disney shows
we played the piano in synchrony
you with the left hand
me with the right,
happiness is only described as that;
Nothing in the world can be that happy.

I taught you the keyboard
and how to keep your hand
you taught me a big chord
A huge smile with eyes content.

We bought candies,
Ice cream,
snacks at the vending machine
we rode the bus & the train,
walked in the sun and rain,
ran in the beaches and the sand,
you loving the ocean water
swimming like a dolphin,
me, holding your hand
as the "big" swimmer I am.

If you taught me one thing
was to smile big,
to be happy, no matter what,
and full of energy
to love tenderly,
and always unconditionally,

If I taught you one thing
and one thing only,
I hope it is...
to love yourself,
and give love softly,
and follow your passion,
I hope your passion you keep
of playing piano, and Rach 2 & 3.

Loving young lady
years went by so fast
Now we don't play that often,
but those memories are there to last
always and forever,
we talk about piano, composers
I love when that happens,
the only thing we still do
from the days a little girl
you were
is have ice cream together
and that is part of the love,
transcended in the years.

Loving young lady
my niece you are
fast did years go by
I held you in my arms
The little tiny baby
with beautiful brown eyes.
In the years to come
I hope and pray
the woman of your dreams
you become
And we eat ice cream
again,
every time we meet
as love is always sweet.

Loving young lady
I loved you then,
I love you now,
and will love you forever....

Mirela Athanas (c) July 2015

Autumn Evening

A golden leaf, ...
says goodbye to the Tree
and slowly swings,
towards the Earth's medley
giving her tenderly
the first Autumn kiss,

One by one
all of the leaves
goodbye will say to the Tree,
waltzing towards the ground
one leaf at a time;
The Tree pains as birth,
Luckiest is the Earth,
covered in kisses all around.

And the Earth knows
so does the delicate leaf,
golden as it is,
that this is the start
of an autumn love bliss.

The whispering gentle wind
carried the first leaf down
and then....
between the branches,
with golden leafs dancing,
a large golden half Moon,
appeared dazzling.

Everything is golden
this autumn evening.
I breathe,
and to my surprise,
the air is full of love,
I know the scent,
I can breath love,
everywhere,
I know it's there.
...
Maybe you
just passed by.
...
Or maybe it's just
the scent of autumn,
this golden evening,
that brings me back
to you
to breathe love.
...
Am not sure
what it is...
but in every breath
I can feel
as if another leaf fell
but now in my lips
to give me a kiss.
And I know,
same as the Earth and Leafs,
golden as this night is,
it's the start
of an Autumn love bliss

To VP - September  2009

I am You

In the depths of all dreams...
And unimaginable creations
I try to find the reason
That distanced me from you.

I try to find a why of things
An answer to all the pains
As if all problems of the world
Could be solved immediately

A bird, suddenly sings in my window
It's only joy he brings,
There's no sorrow in his song
I let it fly away with my dreams.

If I had followed that bird,
I would've probably found you,
I would've probably found the answer
of what distanced me from you.

While closing the window
I see my image in the glass,
I realize, I don't seem different
I am you a bit in disguise.

the bird came back in the window
and my dreams back he flew
maybe, he was a good news carrier
To remind me that I am you.

I am you
who, as the bird
flies free,
with dreams in your wings,
who rises up from every fall
much stronger than before,
who travels oceans unafraid
to find herself;
I am you who every morning
wins a battle with each step
who laughs, dances, sings
who dreams and only dreams
of a better world
who loves every person tenderly;
I am you who smiles often
you who never gives up,
I am you who kindly gives her heart,
I am you who step by step
walked millions of life miles
with wounded feet,
I am you, always uncompromised
I am you, I have your eyes.
eyes that all your journey have seen
to only became more colorful and sweet.

Yes, image in the glass
it's you, it resembles
every little bit of you
I am you,
the bird flew away
singing his joyful song again.

Mirela Athanas (c) July 2015

Remember

Remember...
the place you came from,
it's there where your roots are
it's what still makes you strong.

Remember
all the sunsets and sunrises
you have seen in that place,
it's where your eyes get their gaze,
It's where your heart takes back its breaths,
once taken away...

Remember
the songs you always sang,
on your roads returning home,
it's the sounds of your life,
it's the melodies of your soul.

Remember
every little detail
of that far away time
when the sun was always shining;
carry them always with you
bring them out when rain is coming.
.......

Remember
there will be nothing,
nothing more beautiful
than the place you came from,
it's how you breath,
it's how you continue on.

Remember
where you came from
it's not too far away
it's not too long ago,
time is relative,
everything that was, you know;
just try to remember it,
and peace will come with glow.

Remember
the place where your roots are planted

It's what gives you air,
it's what keeps you,
It's what makes you great
it's what brings you depths
It's what lives forever.

Everything else is momentary,
it's temporary,
everything passes, goes,
the place you came from
will come back to you
every time you need it,
it will make you glow,
again and again.

So,
Remember,
rembember, and if you can't,
start with just the songs
you sang on the way home,
everything else will come back
in a second,
and all will be as it always was.
 

Keep the wheel turning

Blue skies, so beautiful,

with delicate white clouds I see,

the air is fresh & plentiful,

Sun is setting silently.

Everything appears in harmony

the storm that was, is no more,

there's no reason for any worry,

white tiny clouds, the skies adorn,

from far they seem so pretty,

as white gilds on the deep blue they soar.

They dance at the same place

where the storm was acting ruthless,

but now the wheel has turned,

so Goodbye you shameless storm!

You are gone!

I know you now-

You are angry and alone;

But skies have no limits.

and they abolish you,

they are not your home.

The Wheel has turned

for a long time now,

and it will keep turning,

It can't be stopped by your powers

no matter how much you try,

because The Skies have no limits,

but you do'

and that's how it will always be.

When suddenly you arrive,

out of nothing,

with your turbulent anger,

and the destroying desire,

the skies and us,

will always remember,

To keep the wheel turning,

To keep the fire burning,

To keep the wings soaring;

That way, for sure,

we'll never see you;

and the skies will always be Blue!

Silence

There is no silence absolute
Not anywhere
Not in the night...
Not in the day,
not somewhere you search to find;
Sounds are heard everywhere,
some sweet and subtle, some acute;
Everything has sound,
has voice,
Your breath,
The moonlight,
The sunset,
The stars in the night,
Your thoughts,
Of things you deem to protect,
They resonate,
Even a picture speaks,
A thousand words,
Unheard;
An object so antique,
Tells stories
In silence,
but with echoed sound,
of years gone by
of people's hands touch;
There is no silence absolute,
Nowhere you can find;
Except...
The exception is only one,
The smile and voice,
Of a person so dear,
You wait to see and hear,
For years and years gone by,
Yet they never come,
Never appear;
That's silence,
By pure definition,
Painful and Sheer....

Mirela Athanas (c)
November 2015