Take no colour, and take them all

Take silence or take the noise

Each has beauty each has hope

Each has darkness all have a hole.

In the cave a fire burns

In a heart silence grows.

Flowers only seed their future

Sealing a seal on a casket pure.

The clouds disperse and a tune carries

In the end we really love our bellies.


Comment: I wrote a bit too much this day (30/01/04)

I started to write just like that, writing every thought coming to my head.

I’m stuck in the circle to continue or stop cause in the end I did write that.

But fate as always decides. The train moves and I have to stop the ride…


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