The knots are made of mirrors

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von DanceWith1Life

If i were to invite you to dream with me for a few minutes.
What can You imagine our circumstances could be.
A dream, you might say.
Would planets circle round the starlight of a sun?
And all the dust that formed them round, would it sing of a possibilty for life.
Would the dream color for skies with clouds, thundering for rain.
Moving fast with the winds and cry out loud upon the deserts emptiness,
The dryness of unspoken words,
The wilderness of unfinished poems creeping within a sleeping heart.
Would it grasp for melody, like the black cracks in birch bark
´Would it be silent like the opening of an unwritten chapter.
Just to break out into the next step of the undiscovered territory.
Would it then hold still in anticipation to gather the moments of joy?
What bricks could contain such a wilderness.
What doors could hold it back inside all the silly statues and monuments we sandcastle every day.
What rules could hinder it from flourishing into the new day, except our ignorance of all the miracles around.
But the laws of the sandcastles are strong, You might say.
I am sure You can hear the laughter of the tides.
We fear the echoes long before their destiny is spoken.
´The desert moves, they say.
But when all we have mastered so far, is the "passing on" of the pain to someone else, we will have to face it again.

logic versus profit

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Some angels

logic versus profit

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Some angels

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The knots are made of mirrors

Skizze zum Thema Entwicklung(en)

von DanceWith1Life

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