The heart: The fam. Music.Temple U. Coffee. Tea. Yoga. Bikes. Books. Last but not least Marek Parek. Other things are minor.
somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond any experience,
your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens