Another day is passing

Another day is passing
This is the place to go at night, when the sun is gone and you want be consumed into an atmospheric world of fantasy, where your thoughts and what you feel can slip by unnoticed to let what you find here be all that really exists. This is the fire for the moth and the sunlight for the flowers. This is the lagune where all creatures gather for safety and shelter, just so the night won't come and take them - but intead lead them into a safe and dreamfull sleep.

24. maj 2011

(Never) Alone

Never alone and never on my own
Always a light on to lead the way
and to shine upon places where darkness lay.

And a quick thrust of my fist through the thorns
to save you, so you can help me count all dawns
to count everytime the sun rises up
and count every minute where it is above.

Shaping clouds and pushing waves
we blow at the sky to remove all haze
so our vision has dept and is more than a picture
and we can know the difference between this and fiction.

But who are those dark forces, hiding the sky from us
and the cloudcutting angels who decreases our loss?
They save the day when we're covered in black
but when we're caught again, to save us; They'll come back.

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