one night

wrap one night
inside an old cloth
tie two knots
and put it inside
your old box
put the box behind the clothes
behind the other nights
close the white closet door
lock it

one day you will come to it
one day you will come to it

at least for the song

everything cycles
everything fades
and then finds the energy
to be again

it's good to be able to see
that the trees have changed color
and not miss it
it's good to be able to hear
the notes changing
the tone changing
and not miss it

it's good to be able to grow
within the cycle

everything starts
everything flows
and peaks
and then quiets down
at least for the song

to be able to play the flute
i will need to hear it

a soothing voice for the night
a twilight

everything cycles
everything fades
and then finds the energy
to be again

krumme lanke

walk into a path
that leads to a lake
and sit there
for hours..

enjoy the fog

and one day it starts
it starts making sense again
what you had been doing
to get to where you are
it starts justifying
and then it becomes
enjoyable

for me
a new way
could open
only if i allow it
and there is a fire
only if i don't dry it

seconds will be recorded
and then thought about
and then lived again
or maybe made sense out of

guide
take hold
of the strings

easy to get distracted
easy to miss the big picture
steer clear of the fog
steer right into the fog
but get stuck
and enjoy the fog
enjoy the fog.

the colors of a day

i can see the same colors
no matter where i sit..

it's funny
and it's weird
he said
how one light
out of all the lights
that we could have turned on
is now turned on
in the birds-eye view
of our lives

and now we look
upon the colors
from across
and they are rich
and they are
the colors of a day
melting beautifully
in the sky

the other half

tonight
i will find the courage
to see the other half

reach

for two ways
now I strive
my fingers to reach
wrap around and hold my toes..
..while I am sitting
and while I am standing

shining light

there is talk
of a shining light
i have been told
that it is quite a sight
have you an idea
of how one might
get to this place
of mysterious bright?

i need the ground

borderline
i pass the line
i run the street
i sleep the sun
i fall behind
i fall around
i figure out
i brush aside
i set aside
i hold it tight
i see the ground
i keep my ground
i know the words
breathe upside-down
i need the peace
i need the ground..