infinity,
what I see
infinity
what I hear
infinity
what I want to be
infinity
for you and me
infinity
again and again
infinity
is over there
infinity
and you take  me there
infinity
has always been
infinity
has been foreseen
infinity

you hear the word
infinity
come and sing with me
infinity
this melody.

everything vibrational
(and the degree to which I vibrate,
makes me alive)
vibration is subjective
so, let us leave all objectivity,…
all what’s today (so often called: dead)
is not vibrating

Praise the gardener,
for he's slow, slower
than the others,
and knows no other way
than his own:
slowly bending,
throwing all those seeds around,
waiting for what's coming out.

smiling,
smiling
at all those seedlings
that pop up
from the ground,
welcoming,
recieving,
helping where he's needed,
ever more,
ever more,
ask him for a grant,
and he'll give it to you. 

i can see things clearly through your

eyes,             all right,

contrast through your

               mouth,

                             so fine,

   feel it in your hands,

                  you’re mine,

       know it from your

                         heart,

                 it’s bleeding.

‘ar ben yr bead’

                       *(welsh: on top of the world)

                     1.

by pure coincidence we met

on top of the world, 

where we had our first real chat,

around us nothing but sad, 

on top of the world,

where we laughed,

talked, shouted, yelled for hours,

till out of breath, shouts of joy,

so empty, frozen too,

within our pockets nothing but breath,

and things,…

i can see nothing, hear nothing,

do nothing,

- am  here, no more…

try to remember who we were,

feel the need to jump of this rock

into empty frozen space,

unknown winds, take me with you.

                  2.

on top of the world,

there is nothing to see

on top of the world

where you want to be

on top of the world,

great revolutions,

on top of the world,

where we met,

it should be said,

long ago,…

where we sat,

talked for hours

and slept for the night,

as trains passed by.

                   

                3.

and on top of all these hills,

I see youngsters dancing on their heels,

you never know, what they are singing,

fringing these hills with latest rhythm & poetries,

screaming out loud, that we ‘re all gonna die anyway,

if we don’t stop this sad game of ours,  

of trying to get on each other’s  backs,…

climb these mountains instead   

prevent us from falling, rolling under,

as if  we were but memories, 

 long gone, never more.

love (my favorite song, again,

sing it over and over again,

try to forget how painful,

and profound this thing can be, call it love)

drunk too much orange juice last night,

and today am gone drink orange juice no more,

gone try some other stuff, green bananas, leaflets,

this Thais sweet summer sauce,

but no orange juice, -

keep far away from that juice,…   

let’s jump into it all,…

questions, moments, seconds,…

let time act in its magical way,

it will give you the things you need,

some time, give it time,

it’s my time,

it’s your time,

time,

times

(and the times they are changing*)

*you know who wrote this song

world

world  (keep singing it,

it’s my favorite song,

it’s where I belong,

lay my head down,

wonder how,

can get, jump of it,

stuck in it,

the middle of you)

time

time (it’s a song,

keep singing it,

     got the time for it

it’s my favorite song,

no, serious,

  got to sing it,

otherwise,

 me dead.)