Author Archives: Ute Kaboolian

Life is Now

Posted on September 7, 2014 by Ute Kaboolian

Life is Now How grateful I am, how happy, that out of so many creatures I was picked to have a soul, to be able to think and be part of the human race. I did not ask to be … Continue reading →

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Universal Ideas

Posted on September 7, 2014 by Ute Kaboolian

Universal Ideas I often wonder where I fit into this universe. There’s microcosm, macrocosm, animal, mineral, plant. So tell me, someone, where I fit? Or maybe one could grant, that as a human being there’s everything in me? Microcosm, macrocosm, … Continue reading →

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Land of What

Posted on September 7, 2014 by Ute Kaboolian

LAND OF WHAT Drowsy state twixt dream and sleep, words unflutter towards the deep soothing calm of nothingness. ‘Tween one moment and the next I’m asleep. There’s no fear within my bones. Else how could this gently healing passive seeming … Continue reading →

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Sound of the Siren

Posted on September 7, 2014 by Ute Kaboolian

SOUND OF THE SIREN It could be the sound of the Second World War. But it’s 1984: and it’s only the sound of a siren. She is from London. I’m from Berlin. We met at the home of a friend, … Continue reading →

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Swallow

Posted on September 7, 2014 by Ute Kaboolian

SWALLOW Fly, my thought, And like the swallow Fly high, fly low For I shall follow. Belief makes matter I have found. It’s not the other way around. Turn the word ‘live’ around, Spell evil. Is this what’s meant By … Continue reading →

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It is the Light

Posted on September 7, 2014 by Ute Kaboolian

IT IS THE LIGHT It is the light Which cannot know Its own bright flame But must project itself Into the darkness Without which It is Nothing. The sun Can’t see or sense The blessings It radiates and showers All … Continue reading →

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Time for Change

Posted on September 7, 2014 by Ute Kaboolian

TIME FOR CHANGE Time for rains to flood The pale parched plane, For rays of light To pierce dense clouds, Buds to unfurl, Flower petals to flutter And fall, Fruit to ripen, And fertile soil To receive Small round seeds … Continue reading →

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New Year’s Resolutions

Posted on September 7, 2014 by Ute Kaboolian

NEW YEAR’S RESOLUTIONS New Year’s resolutions often are of the ‘January’ kind. January, month of Janus, with two faces and one mind. Conflicting beliefs abound. If found and faced and turned around, and new seeds planted there instead those seeds, … Continue reading →

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Dare I?

Posted on September 7, 2014 by Ute Kaboolian

DARE I? Dare I strip things to the bone? In its marrow find the tone, clear and sweet of my own soul? strip away, and become whole?

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Ever Better

Posted on September 7, 2014 by Ute Kaboolian

EVER BETTER Holidays and winter solstice, New and old forever mix. A brand new year has come upon us, Another list of things to fix. January, month of Janus With two faces and one mind Shows us unfaced, unsolved questions: … Continue reading →

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