… just like my red memories dribbling from your mind
on the dusty shelves of our soul.
Within belief – without grief to plunder of emotions. Soft and kind. Soft inside your mind. Gently to find …
Between trust and glimpses of truthful conditions
we again slip out of moloch’s dead-end.
Out there - endless imitations, endless repetitions.
“Healed Sacred World Spirit, breathe again!” No more hustles
and cheap jokes.
Mine is the eternal poetic truth of this world spirit, ours the fight for freedom.
The victory of truth is L O V E.
All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Tilman Otto Wagner.
Published on e-Stories.org on 08/03/2013.
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