What is immortality if you don’t know about love
What is knowledge if you keep chasing the dreams of perfection
sharing and remembering in the soul of your true self
we are one,
and if we are are scared of committing ourselves we are denying our spirit to become whole
what if sound carries the meaning, and the meaning is you
Do not stay deaf to the whispers of acknowledgement,
we must try to embrace our mirrors
there is no false or wrong, only beauty and wisdom
let your emotions go and live to strife connection, freedom of mind and soul
because what is fulfilment if you do not understand the questions inside of you
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Tilt you head and do not be scare my little one
we all cry sometimes
tilt your head and do not be scared
for the streets are designed in layers
there isn’t just one road for you to go my loved one
make friends
play, and do not be scared
for the silence is your alley
your ignorance your gold
with every step, we are more lost in the speaking of speeches
but do not be afraid
if we gather and move with tilted heads
then we can rise and connect trough breaking bread
rise, until the line of innocence is seen once again
for you are not the only one who is kind my little one
wherever you are, wherever you go
sleep dreams my curious one
for in dreams the land reawakens
strangers are stars and people may gather to succumb to the first born child
wherever you are, wherever you go
sleep dreams my curious one
for in dreams the reality splits
into thousand forks of destiny
all lying there, as pebbles in a stream
go out, explore
do what the other kids do
explore, find you path
and come back with knowledge about how it was
then, my curious one
you can be followed and understood
you can be hugged and caressed
your dreams will live on in the deeds that you’ve done
your seed has been planted
your humanity regained
your decisions found a way to be perfect in every way
so sleep dreams, my curious one
and when you are awake
do what other kids do, explore
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My story began when the light was new
and the days were just born
where the leaves are fresh and the wind brought upon it a promise of freedom
it tasted like enlightenment on a newly formed wave
my days were just born and like all newly formed
they practiced escapism
to teach me about boundaries and fear
where I got to walk the humble past
where I got to climb in trees and see
hanging from the treetops, the horizons of everlasting dreams
they were looking at me
as if to challenge the fabric of my passion
they were walking away and there in the midst of my passion
I followed
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What if lost ownership is all what we can become? To deny the masterpiece that eludes us with its majestic harmony
To fill the gaps in the silence that traps us To look in eyes who never tell lies
It is the cleansing of the soul who comes by, it walks and dances in a fragrance that is rich
It fills our veins with the passing of grief
When I look, tenderly consumed, richly adorned and bereft from speech, it is she who holds my love Far away from prying eyes, she gladly gave her life, to my beating stride Such vigor, tensed and restraint, releashed in the cuddle of harmony A masterpiece denied and therefore a masterpiece non the less A small gathering of whispers and so it brings us A mirror clean as snow, fresh as a breeze and delighted to look upon the she who held my dreams.
In my youth days i was afraid of attraction.
The boundless perceptions of endless chances frightened me,
so i began to explore the vast flow of that river.
I tried to stumble over every pattern that lay astray and acquaint myself with their inability to dive.
I had to learn how to laugh, otherwise life would be no fun.
I had to learn how to make fun of all what was not serious.
Love, the most inexperienced experiment even though it might blow and cause the whole room to swallow my awkwardness
I understood that i had to express in order to receive.
The daintly leaves of autumn and spring.
The swell of a rosebud tearing apart from its existence.
In my youthdays i found love in distance
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