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.

30. aug. 2011

The World Post Apocalypse

Spring has sprung
in the life of this earth,
following the apocalypse
that launched a rebirth.

The meek are gone
and will their father find.
But I am more interested
in the horizon behind.

Yes, it is quiet
but I don't feel alone
'Cause it's on this hilltop
that I've built my home

And the last breeze of dust
Has descended from the sky
Witnessing survivors
crawling out to say: "Hi".

Purified from fear
and replaced it with a smile.
We're tired and defiled
yet happy to be alive.

And in pact with nature
from every abyss, to every cloud
we trust in it with our lives
and at night let it be our shroud

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