All of these years,
It was such a long way,
It changed me forever,
But now I can say,
I do not regret it,
I am not ashamed,
My blessing much greater,
Than all of the pain.
For moments like these,
When you laugh, when you smile,
I do know that it’s all been truly worthwhile.
When I see the pure passion,
The glare in your eyes,
That is the moment when I feel alive.
Thank you forever,
You dearest friend.
( Painting by Ruxandra Popescu, thank you darling )
For we're going to wake up in a different land.
One in which there might be no end,
Where all creatures, little and grand,
Do find their shelter in our loam and sand,
~
Good night for now, we shall meet again.
For only after parting we can merge,
Into the world of our thoughts to focus and urge,
To know what it is which gives us all life and delight.
When we wake up, it will be bright.
~
Hello darling.
You, by this very blue sea,
Will you be standing next to me?
Now that we both,
With our minds do see?
*
( Painting by Ruxandra Popescu, thank you darling )
~
And thus it happened,
Jack was born,
A former spirit,
Cast and torn.
Jack (thoughts):
„Lord! What gives?
Where am I now?
What is this feeling?
I am so… plump.
And this noise,
Where does it come from?
Is that me?
What is this place?
Why can’t I see?
Oh and this…
Drfting, fading,
So quick, so gentle…“
~
… Sleep has cought him,
Time will pass,
The roots’ve been cut off,
Now to start,
This wondrous journey,
Of mind and heart.
( And again, many thanks to Ruxandra Popescu, creator of the painting! )
Welcome to this land of mine,
Here where I am Lord to thy,
Where you will see thoughts so light and dark,
And pure passion’s pumping heart,
Will you be ready to dive in?
To play this game of beauty’s kin?
Where the horrid is behind each corner,
Where you’ll feel pain and pleasure,
Both exceedingly, pure in essence.
You will choose the path to walk,
But remember this,
Nothing matters more than love.
Now my child,
Be sent down with,
This most precious of all gifts.
Life
Welcome to this land of mine,
Here where I am Lord to thy,
Where you will see thoughts so light and dark,
And pure passion’s pumping heart,
Will you be ready to dive in?
To play this game of beauty’s kin?
Where the horrid is behind each corner,
Where you’ll feel pain and pleasure,
Both exceedingly, pure in essence.
You will choose the path to walk,
But remember this,
Nothing matters more than love.
Now my child,
Be sent down with,
This most precious of all gifts.
( Special thanks to Ruxandra Popescu, creator of the painting, )
