A dance, two spirits—
push and pull.
don‘t know each other well
enough just yet. Can you hear
the stars flickering in eternal
But these spirits, these souls,
they are as much here as they
are there; they are as much
as they are just so much alike.
A beautiful illusion, this life,
this dance where we’re already
A dance, two spirits—
I want to be so much more than this.
I want to make this one life mine, want to
expand into all kinds of directions.
I want to see you in me, want to feel more
you and me, want to forget about what I learned
when I was just so young.
I want to dance, want to laugh and paint and move and spill these glasses of wine that unleash this so deeply wild side in me.
I want to live;
that‘s all I ever really wanted.
And as the mist covered what laid ahead beyond that bridge, I thought about my future and felt that the scenery was quite a good representational of how I felt about it.
Today I met the sun above the clouds.
She smiled and touched me gently,
and kissed my sorrows away.
What a rare and beautiful encounter
that was, above these clouds today.
When the red ball kisses the horizon
and the river starts to softly sing her goodnight song,
then I too will have to leave
my last footsteps on this muddy ground
and join the wind on her last ride
Through this dark and snowy night
without anyone noticing,
it was long after midnight.
The wind blowing ice-cold air in my face,
I heard footsteps cracking through the snow,
they were mine.
is what came to my mind.
The freedom to walk through this beautiful winter scene
long after midnight
without having to worry about a thing.
This country brings me freedom,
it brings me the capacity to dream
Never have the clouds and evening atmosphere made the sky look so smooth, has the air smelled so fresh, has the wind made me feel so alive. How grateful I can be to have a home so close to nature. Look around you; beauty can be found in the smallest corners. Run to catch the last glimpses of the deep red sunset – that’s what I did today, and it was just beautiful.
I like silence.
Stillness. Being calm.
No … nothing.
Just being, here.
Listening to the wind.
Hearing the ocean in the distance,
Even if miles away.
I like this peace that comes upon us,
When we stop.
When we … just stop.
I like the silence.
But most of all,
I like this silence together with you.
And until the end of my days
Will I remain a dreamer.
And I could hear peace and mindfulness walk right next to me while trying to escape the devils in my mind. And slowly, the noise and evil disappeared, and my companion and me became one.