St. Petka

"How can one love otherwise than in this finitude?"
― Jacques Derrida

Temple lights

Ominous

The trees aflame ―

an ominous sign of winter

looming in;

because I have learnt
to know

Wisps of wind
I see engilded leaves
twirling down ―
an ominous sight of winter
looming in

I close my eyes
hear rain in the distance
sense the imperceptible;
after all these years I know
what's next

"ignis fatuus"

“I exist in two places, / here and where you are.”
― Margaret Atwood

Sunday vigil

“But what can be done, the one who loves must share the fate of the one he loves.”

― Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita