I easily control my life.
A simple button to press things on and off.
But, not the wind.
The breeze comes And blows me tales of summer meadows. The wind appears And hisses me stories of life on the far side of the hill. The gale arrives And roars me poetry from beyond the hidden horizon. The storm lands And bellows me adventures from a distant shore.
Bring me the blackness
In dark empty shades
Then a touch of slate grey
I close a door and lose the chance For you and me to learn to dance I close a door and fail to see, that you are very much like me. I close a door, then stand behind My prejudice and fixed stone mind I close a door and what could be gain, is left [...]
Still deep blue water Embraces me. Still deep blue water Fascinates me. Still deep blue water Captivates me. Still deep blue water Wraps me In a world of simple contentment. Dreams can be held like prized jewels, Affixed in gold, Ripe for careful study: To contemplate, Formulate, Gestate. ...This still deep, blue water