Einhorn

Like every other story teller, I just fail to ignore the call of untold stories, so I narrate...

Monday, February 06, 2006

a song instead of a kiss

first it was the joy
the endless joy of giving up to music
of not resisting
believing that music was washing away the lie
the dark, the ugly,
the pain and the fear
and so we did sing along
and the joy braught us more joy

and the great joy braught us together
and more people sang every year
we learnt
that the songs could be more
could be our story our life a part of us
a very living part of us
so the songs grew stronger
and they started to mount higher
and deeper in our hearts

and now
after all these years
our song seams to have only gained more power
it's more us than ever
more than any other story any other song
and you know i'll be there with you
no matter where you are
the moment you sing our song

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

beautiful!
like a single rose,
like a joyfull day,
like a simple song,
einfach beautiful.

1:54 AM  

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