Wednesday, November 29, 2017

Your 127 perfections

Kellena sa ennast näed,
mu tüdruk,
on vähe selle kõrval,
kes sa oled.
Sinu ees hajub udu.
Mäed liiguvad lähemale.
Sa neelad päikese
ja kallistad kuud.
Vihm suudleb sind
ja su koduks saab terve maailm.
Ühele oled sa kevadelilled,
teisele jõulutuled.
Ma ei lase kellelgi
sind taksitada.
Eriti sinul endal.


How you see yourself,
my girl,
is less than
who you already are.
Fog dissipates in front of you.
The hills will move closer.
You swallow the sun
and hug the moon.
The rain kisses you
and the whole world
becomes your home.
For someone you might be
spring flowers,
but to others christmas lights.
I won't let anybody
hinder you.
Especially from
yourself.




Tuesday, November 28, 2017

Keskpäeva usaldus

Miks sa jooksed enda eest, kui ainus, keda sul usalda on - on sina ise. Usaldada seda, mida sina teed. Kellele teed. Mille nimel teed. Usaldada mind, kui ütlen, et teiste reaktsioon on nende otsus.  Sinule jäävad enne ja pärast seda vaid iseenda otsused.
Usalda, et sa jaksad ning jõuad.
Usaldada.

Keegi ei ütle sulle, kuidas seda teha tuleb. Keegi tihti ei ütle ka, et seda üldse tuleb teha.
Aga sina teed. Ära jookse - või kui jooksed, siis õpi seda kiirelt.
Kui sa vaid rohkem usaldaksid iseend.
Oma naeru ja otsused, kisa ja muutuseid, ka oma äraütlemata kahtlevat meelt.
Usalda oma nägemust.


Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Collecting thoughts

Collect the thoughts what cannot be said. Or they could be said but I promise you they won't be worth the shot. You don't know why they are on you mind and expressing them might hurt them. The thoughts, or yourself or someone else - and not because it's meant to hurt but just because those thoughts were a collection of confusion, outbursting ideas (which mostly are imported to your head from someone else) and no-sense.
Collect the thoughts that have been running in and out, screaming at your mind and soul and what you actually want. Realise that sometimes you just need your time, tea, paper and a pen... to collect the thoughts that are not worth of your time. And mind.

And then you can focus on the good thoughts. The best ones.




Sunday, November 19, 2017

Golden light or golden hour

Lighting my heart on fire
like no-one else has done before.
Someday will, a few has done,
but not like I could do for me.

The light fell down
on me,
on my face.
I knew exactly
why on me,
why on my face.
The light fell down
and I fell between
my own arms.





Friday, November 17, 2017

Joining palms at 1:27pm

Liida kokku
mu käed,
avatud peod
ja aeg
ning sa saad palju.
Liiga palju?
Võib-olla.
Kuid mitte ealeski
liiga vähe.


Join together
my hands,
open palms
and time,
and you will get a lot.
Too much?
Maybe.
But never
too little.



Saturday, November 11, 2017

Coffee fog at 1:27pm

I think I might lied.
You are not equal.
I think you are better,
much better
than any coffee.
Almost.


Ma arvan, et ma
võib-olla valetasin.
Te ei ole võrdsed.
Ma arvan, et sa oled parem,
palju parem
kui igasugune kohv.
Peaaegu.



Monday, November 6, 2017

November December Poteto Potato

Reminders: 
Be with your close ones
Find the light
Or start to enjoy the darkness
Christmas always helps
Laughter also helps
Clean your mind, place, relationships, obligations, surrounding
Clean yourself also
Stay present 



Saturday, November 4, 2017

Being your own victim at 1:27am

I was standing
in from of myself
and repeating to myself
over and over
and over,
over again
with the face of
exhaustion:
"stop being a victim
of your thought".


Ma seisin
iseenda ees
ja kordasin iseendale
uuesti ja uuesti
ja uuesti,
ikka uuesti
näost väsimus:
"lõpeta olemas
oma mõtete ohver".