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Everything is love
What I touch
What you see
What she moves
What breathes
everything is love.
Running from the place
Going back to the race
Life makes choices.
Openning a door,
closing the book
Everything in life
I gave and took
is love.
Alone
Left alone in a dark place
without air
without light
I started thinking
I started fighting
With guilt.
Started to doubt
Everything I
have seen
and done.
That's not fare
That's not right.
Why should I feel guilt
when I was right?
Why
Laying on the floor, with darkness
in my heart. I fell appart and my mind
was filled with pain. When you blamed me
for all that was going in your life.
Together? Forever?
Better said, what ever.
Pain of tomorrow, pain of sorrow,
blame of giving up I am the shadow.
Is there today, was there yesterday,
is there the day after today?
I don't know, I don't care.
I don't want to live this way.
Waiting.
Human
Love, guilt, hate,
brake, make,
fun, sun.
Cry, star, old
and young.
Brave, scared,
human.
I except everything and everyone
as they are.
Human.
Pain, rain, run, sun.
Learning, loving, taking, excited,
human. Why can' t you except anything,
not even anyone?
You.
Decide, love.
Everyone.
But first you understand
everyone is like you,
not only a man.
Not only a woman,
but first a human.
Like you.
So why can't you except you?
Everyone has feelings.
Understand and forgive,
forget the past,
you can't change it,
at last.
I feel only two kinds
of powers ecxept
this
the planet Earth and
friends. Isn't that strange?
Strangers...What are your names?
We could be friends...For
a better world. Or? What?
What do you say?
Is there hope?
Decide...Like me.
I know.
I feel.
Humans are you and me.
Water fish
Did you see a fish next door
she swims in the air with silver hair,
She calls herself a lady
but I know she is a fairy.
She sings with trees
and dances with breezes.
She doesn't care for nothing,
she has a brush and draws
our lifes.
I call her my water fish.
Sun
Bright star, what you need is silver
silver that glows
inside a cloud.
A cloud that's far.
Far as the mountains
you touch but can't reach
Reach, what a disappointment
A disappoiment of light
softly kissing everything.
Moon
Dark Night, Silver stars, warm lake
moonlight across the forest.
Walks. Long bridge leads to the
Sea. Taste of salt
on the hair. Fun. Music. Love.
Moments trapped in time
with Moon.
Stars
Fate.
During the day
I wait
feeling sad.
Feeling doubt.
Where are the stars?
They sleep
they don't need
the bridge to the light
they call the night
they
are night's princesses of light
there are millions of them
I like. Watch the dream
what a taste of goodness
when they dance.
Publication Date: 04-27-2009
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